I hate you and I hate what you've done to me.
I've lost everything because of you.
I let myself fall for you, you promised me happiness.
Why did I believe your lies?
Because I knew the rush you'd give me.
I love it so much, I'm in too deep and now I can't quit you.
I want to quit you, I need to quit, but I can't.
I'm obsessed.
You're always on my mind.
The stress of not having you causes me to break out in a rash.
My skin becomes in sync with the fire burning in my mind.
That''s why when I have you, I'm all over you.
I don't let go.
I love pulling you closer and closer.
Pushing you inside me.
Even at school, hell, I've done it in class.
I need my fix.
It's pure ecstasy.
The problem is, I'm just using you.
I just want that high.
This romance is chaos.
You're destructive and I abuse you.
It's not wrong if we both do it, right?
I hate what you've done to my mind.
I can't think straight.
I've lost friends because of you.
Wasted so much time and money in the pursuit of you.
You're still my drug of choice.
I chose you.
I said yes to you.
I still think about calling, trying to get you back.
I'm trying to detoxify myself of you.
Get rid of your poison.
I still have the razor I used to cut you.
Sometimes I cut myself with it so I can put you back in my bloodstream.
The doctor told me time would make me love you less.
But "absence makes the heart grow fonder."