OK, I'll finally admit it, I'm bad for you
Or we are terrible for each other
It's a toxic love I quite enjoy, not gonna lie
But we hurt more than we love
A never ending push and pull reaction
A big example of opposites attract
You really love me, I know
But I'm not sure what I feel is love to be completely honest
It's a mad amount of lust, both of mind and body
A challenge and a combination of masochism and sadism, being the horrible person I am
I'm addicted to the solace I find in your arms and also to the fights
It makes me feel alive after being numb for so long
I hope by letting you know you never leave me
Yes, I'm that selfish
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