Sometimes I love you and sometimes I hate you it’s a thin line,

So I bite my tongue and my pride?

Yeah I swallow it, even when I’m right

Choosing my battles, it’s a constant inner fight

It’ll be alright in the end as long as we have each other,

there will always be another ready and willing

I’ve tried it and they don’t compare to what you’ve got me feeling

Shits getting kinda serious you used to be a hook and now you’re the Muse behind my lyrics

yeah and I wouldn’t stop it even if I could,

love is good specially when it hurts

kinda ironic how our fighting turns into something iconic

its become a ritual,

The outcome’s so good its becoming habitual

we always end up next to each other

I low key think the roughness gets you purposely all hot and bothered

over insignificant shit

fireworks and hair pulling and we forget why we were upset

Good things aren’t easy and we could be great

What do you say?

you and me against the world till the end.

Copyright (c) 2012  Sheilah Martinez