I hate your guts
You hate mine too
So why do our tongues seem to be super-glued?
And I hate your friends
You hate mine too
So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you?
We've been rolling in commotion
Livin' broken every day
Making wishes, breaking dishes
Then it's kisses on the face
First we're laughin', then we're crashin'
Yeah, we're just two runaways-ays-ays
And why do you love me still?
Is it for the thrill of it?
And why do we love to kill?
Wish that we could chill a bit
And try to be something real
Tell me, what's the deal with it?
I'm tired, tired, tired
Because
I hate your guts
You hate mine too
So why do our tongues seem to be super-glued?
And I hate your friends
You hate mine too
So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you?
Keep my sick mind off of you
First we're magic, then we're tragic
Doing backflips in my chest
Always tired, heart's on fire
Walkin' wires, ain't no rest
Till the morning, passion pouring
Without warning we're undressed, dressed, dressed
And why do you love me still?
Is it for the thrill of it?
And why do we love to kill?
Wish that we could chill a bit
And try to be something real
Tell me, what's the deal with it?
I'm tired, tired, tired
Because
I hate your guts
You hate mine too
So why do our tongues seem to be super-glued?
And I hate your friends
You hate mine too
So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you?
Keep my sick mind off of you
Keep my sick mind off of you
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep my sick mind off of you
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep my sick mind off of you
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep my sick mind off of you
So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you?
