| If I can't let you go will darkness divide?
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| For the fiction of love is the truth of our lies
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| We were playing for keeps, but we both knew the cost
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| Now the only way out's in your heart-shaped box
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| But I hate that it seemed you were never enough
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| We were broken and bleeding but never gave up
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| And I hate that I made you the enemy
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| And I hate that your heart was the casualty
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| Now I hate that I need you
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| As we rest here alone like notes on a page
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| The finest to compose could not play our pain
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| With a candle through time I can still see your ghost
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| But I can't close my eyes, for it
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| For it is there where you haunt me most
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| Where you haunt me most
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| I hate that it seemed you were never enough
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| We were broken and bleeding but never gave up
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| And I hope that I sing through your memory
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| As we echo through time in the melody
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| Now I hate that I need you
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| And I hear you now when you said "it hurt
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| But it had to fall, fall apart to work"
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| As I see you now in what's left of me
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| Is it too late to plead insanity?
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| 'Cause I hate that It seemed you were never enough
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| You were broken and bleeding in the name of love
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| And I hope that we meet in another life
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| I hope that we meet in another life
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| I don't hate that I need you
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| I don't hate that I need you
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| I don't hate that I need you |