Don’t look in my direction
I fear you won’t be pleased with what you see
Don’t ask for my opinion
Because I don’t even know what I think of me
Don’t try to draw conclusions
You will never be able to understand the truth
Don’t look for a solution
Because there is no hope in this troubled youth

I hear all of the good things that are being said
I feel all of the love circling inside our heads
I feel us holding hands walking down the deadly street
And see all the blank faces we meet

I want to break you down. Can’t even if I tried
Want to hate you for every glance you gave that wasn’t mine
Take you away to a place where you can never leave
Let’s play house, I’ll strap you to the seat

Do we hate? Do we love?
Do we fight? All of the above?
Pour gasoline and let’s strike the match
Can we live in the flames?
Never casting blame?
Are we each other’s deadliest catch?