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Why Do I Love You, You Hate Everything You'Ve Become
There’s are ghosts in your head that just won’t die While there’s a liar in your eyes on whom I can’t rely And there’s a method to your madness, but no one knows That something’s not right until its ugly face shows Because the ghosts just keep screaming, too loud for you to hear That when you thought I was gone, I’d always stayed right here And though the liar tried to trick me, saying words you’d naught believe So that I took on all your monsters when all I needed was a reprieve But soon you tasted my blood to find that you liked the taste Longing, wanting more, so you laid me waste Though I begged and I pleaded for you my dear You only heard and saw ghosts never really there. And when you saw your blood, it proved the last straw That horrible scream that unhinged your jaw, I knew never again could I come to call you mine As foolish a faith as that of a Divine. For you, there was only the ghosts inside your head Haunting your eyes and the liar with all his words yet said.
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