Are you my drug?
I hate but I love you
Half the things you say are never true.
Just pure fiction.
The magnetic attraction, the unending circle
The French kiss that ate my heart and stole my brain
You're a monster.
Something that crawled up from the demon plane
A ghoul with No soul
You pull my strings like a marionette
You choke on my leash like I'm your pet
Which would make sense since you like that style
I'm your little call girl that you can dress and request
The one who would walk that mile
The one who would you bring something to eat.
The girl you know you could force to kneel at your feet.
You keep me at your side, with promises and teases
And delicious kisses
Telling me that we share the same pain
That we gamble and hope
You love to see me try
You also enjoy it even more when I fail