Love and Hunger and Love and Passion

That rage of anger flung from your mouth, Spat at me just like a punk song. Rehearsed groups of words making toxic ideas, Ideas that make me sound wrong. And my blood flows hot, veins erupt in my eyes, Filling my lips with a roar. And we both fight and yell, all logic is lost, Yelling 'til our tongues are both sore. I love your raged heat, I love your venomed lip, I love that you're caring so much. And I'm torn in the moment, my opponent of hate, Now your body I just want to touch. Then our fighting lips meet, and they fight in a primal, Our lips punch and they push and they shove. And our rage has all gone, gone to our heart, And we spend the night making passionate love.