Violent Love

The sweetest thing i've ever known..
and its fucked up
cause
calling me to argue thats all he does
well not all the time
but its
hard to count when he don't
but damn i cant get enough of him

wait let me explain
he's the kind that
brings me hot tea from the store
but asks me to pay him back
its wack
he sez he argues because he cares
but really its because im the only one there

for him i go harder than
a fifteen year olds penis
hes my mars and im his venus
and i fuckin hate him.

he gets me so sick to the point
that i want to smash his head in to a brick wall
but
id be the one kissing his wounds
sometimes i wanna tie him to a bed
and burn him repeatedly
with lit cigarettes until he bleeds
but even that wont come close to the strength of
my burning love
which he needs

its crazy cuz just maybe
hes the single thing that can kill me
but i guess i rather be with him and die
slowly than,
to be without him and
drop dead immediately

of course not physically
but mentally and emotionally
but with every finger
print he leaves on my flesh
leaves an impression on my heart
driving me closer
to killing him for the sake of
his own safety
dayum violent love
but its real

call me insane
but trying to restrain love
is harder than a nymphomaniac
trying to abstain
hes my high
personal brand of cocaine
pulled an umbrella to
cover him from the pain
yes pain not rain
hurts fighting for a broke heart
cant use the right side of my brain

we reached a point of understanding,
understanding that we dont understand shit
but we love to love hate hatin each other
yet we hate loving but love hating the stormy weather.

strenghtens the bond
repairing the faith
eliminates the doubt
adding more love
chucked with more hate
wait

take a deep breath
hes my oxygen
no other channels
i want to know his questions so
i can be the answers
i want him to breathe me in his lungs
i wanna be his cancer
not so i can be the death of him
but so pieces of me can live in him
until theres nothing left ov him.