What's a consequence
Of over loading on the truth
Everything stops and then you get a look inside of you
Manipulations expectations learning to forgive
You get my love, just my luck
I cut you off but always take you back
My conflictions my addictions
Chours:
I hate you don't leave me
To myself your bringing the change of someone else
You break and repair me always leaves some piece behind
I'm tumbling sanely but all mixed up
I'm loosing my mind with controlling thoughts
Temptation is torture, teasing me, pleasing me
Yea- ha, yea- ha