Fool me once shame on me.
Fool me twice shame on you.
The first cut is the deepest.
It hurts the worst.
This.
You.
I love you but this isn't worth all this pain.
But I stay with you because I know we fought out of love.

You come home.
And I'm not sure,
if I care that you're there.
We fight and scream.
Yes we're mean, but in the end we will still be together because,
We Fought Out of Love

I love you.
I hate you.
There's no in between.
She loves me, but
we're growing apart.
This is one reason we fought.
I doubt that
We still Fought Out of Love.

Then one day we snapped.
Our relationship hung by a thread.
It was over.
It was dead.

We fought as she packed her things.
It wasn't right.
It wasn't fair.
She promised to always be there.
I begged her to stay
but she was too far gone.
Now I see that we fought way too much.
But in the end,
We Fought Out of Love.