Thin line

I see you...
I love you...
I kiss you...
I hug you...
I've missed you...
You missed me?
No you can't admit that.

I ignore it..
We roll it...
We light it...
We pour it...
We make out all night.
And we fuck in the morning.

We part...
You start..
To trip and shit...
Just arguing to argue...
to flip your lid and shit.
You loved me?
Can't tell...
Cause now I'm a ho...
I'm a slut and yup I'm a bitch...
I just can not deal with it.

Torn between love and hate...
Because that's the thin line we tread.
I tear up when you degrade me.
Yet somehow still end up inside your bed.
I love how much I care about you.
But it makes me want to put a bullet through my skull...
Because anyone as dumb as I have been...
usually deserves to be dead.