I think I'll always be in love with him
The way he punched my dashboard
(It needed a little decoration anyway)
And kept me up at night
Speeding through my head
It's romantic, telling someone they're a **** ya know.
I'll always love how he taught me to wear a lot of makeup
To cover the blotchiness of my swollen face
And the lip I couldn't stop biting
Yes, without him,
Where would my contour game be?
I'll always love the way he was crazy in love with me
Not queen B kind of crazy
Leave notes in your mailbox crazy
Make new numbers to get past the blocked ones
Crazy, how passion works huh?
They say a  man of the pen is hard to come by
I think I'll always love him
For making me take some personal time
And not talk to anyone
Even my dad on the car ride to school
My lovely, giving father
I don't think I could have lasted without that silence anyway.

Yes, I'll always love you
I know it's a wish come true
That I finally hate myself
More than you hate you