| It goes dark
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| And it is most definitely a moment of utter disorientation
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| Utter lostness, no warmth, no life, no movement
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Love you so much that the issues I used to hold on to are nothing,
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| they’re minuscule
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| Love you so much that I make it up to you whenever I flip like reciprocals
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| Love you so much that I blocked all my exes, I blocked all the exits,
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| I’m with you forever
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| Love you so much that I don’t even trip when they say that I’m sick and they
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| ridiculed
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| Love you so much that I gave up addiction, I stopped all the clickin',
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| and now it’s all clickin'
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| Love you so much that I changed my old number so all their attempts are just
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| pitiful
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| Love you so much that I stopped sayin' thot
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| Now I see women as God’s children
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| I see their souls and their hearts glisten
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| Look at them glow like they’re Marge Simpson
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| Love you so much that I save my receipts and I watch what I eat when I’m
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| gettin' food
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| Love you so much that I give up my seat even when I am beat and not in the mood
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| Love you so much that sometimes I lose sleep 'cause I can’t come to terms with
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| what I did to you
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| Love you so much that I ask God to help me smile when I’m cynical
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| I face these passing waves
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| A lonely cast away
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| I fight my battle
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| Beside my shadow
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| Hate me so much for the pain that I caused to the ones that I truly hold dear
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| Hate me so much that it comes out in tears
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| Hate me so much I don’t look in the mirror
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| Hate me so much that I slip into fantasies darker than Black Mirror seasons
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| Sometimes I feel like just leavin'
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| Don’t need a number of reasons
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| Hate me so much I retreat into sleep, I’m even hidin' from Jesus
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| Feel like I’m livin' with demons, inside my closet, are legions
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| Hate me so much when I’m hurt then I’m happy 'cause I tell myself I deserve it
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| I’m in my bed with the serpents
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| And they told me that I’m worthless
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| Hate me so much that I don’t wanna listen when you tell me I’m a good person
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| But you don’t give up so easy, fervent, remindin' me of my purpose
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| Hate me so much but you’re teachin' me love and I think that I’m startin' to
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| learn it
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| Written in crimson and cursive, quiet and curious, perfect
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| I face these passing waves
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| A lonely cast away
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| I fight my battle
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| Beside my shadow
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| I face these passing waves
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| A lonely cast away
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| I fight my battle
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| Beside my shadow |