WARNER X JULIETTE
High off of love, drunk from my hate;
It’s like I’m huffin’ paint, and I love it, the more I suffer;
I suffocate, and right before I drown, she resuscitates me.
She fuckin’ hates me, and I love it.
Baby, please come back. It wasn’t you, baby. It was me.
Maybe our relationship isn’t as crazy as it seems.
Maybe that’s what happens when a tornado meets a volcano.
All I know is I love you too much to walk away though.
Next time? There won’t be no next time.
I apologize even though I know it’s lies.
I’m tired of the games, I just want her back, I know I’m a liar.
If she ever tries to fuckin’ leave again, I’mma tie her to the bed,
And set this house on fire.