noviembre 01, 2012

You and I go on at each other like we're going to war. You and I go rough, we keep throwing things and slamming the door. You and I get so damn dysfunctional we start keeping score. You and I get sick, yeah I know that we can't do this no more. Try to tell you no, but my body keeps on telling you yes. Try to tell you stop, but your lipstick's got me so out of breath. I'll be waking up in the morning probably hating myself. I'll be waking up inner satisfied, guilty as held. But baby there you go again, making me love you. 
Baby I stopped using my head, let it all go. Now you're stuck on my body like a tattoo. And now I'm feeling stupid coming back to you. 
So I cross my heart and I hope to die. That I'll only stay with you one more night. And I know I said it a million times, but I'll only stay with you one more night.