you make me confused. feeling slightly misused. i believe you have a love bipolar disorder. loving you is like a horror. i cant get away. i seem to look forward to that day. like your addictive. but all we ever did was conflicted. with your sick need to give love and take it away. all i could think of is what ashamed. i wish you could see. the monster you can be. i don't want to fight. yeah that's right. i miss the bliss. what happen to this. i have to leave. even if you plead. no matter what you do. i gotta get rid of you.