I pull you close, then push you back,

Until you disappear.

I love you when you’re far away,

And hate you when you’re here.

I’ leave because you make me sick,

But I cry when I’m away.

So I come running back again,

It’s a game, and you love to play.

I bite the hand that feeds me,

So that maybe it’ll let me starve,

But baby, Give me the razor blade,

It’s your name that I would carve.

Is this love? Is it all a lie?

Am I fucking insane?

I love you, then I love you not,

And I’m addicted to the pain.