Screaming to the point of flames burn our throats.
Hearts filled with love and hate.
Cold kisses filled with poison, you are my disease and I am your cure.
I'm drowning while you stand there, expecting me to die.
The gun is loaded with past arguments and screams, you are the bullet and I am the trigger.
You can't wait to get under my skin.
Bruises swell, tears fall but I still love you anyway.
