There's a kind of weakness
In my heart for you
Makes me struggle breathing
When I think of you
And it's an obsessive kind of love
Stole my black heart
Makes me struggle sleeping
When I think of how
You hate me
Hate me
You hate me
Hate me
There's a kind of hatred In my love for you
Now I think I'm bleeding And you're so aloof
And it's an obsessive kind of love Stole my black heart
Makes me struggle sleeping When I think of how
You
hate me
You hate me
Hate me You
hate me
You hate me
Hate me
You hate me
Hate me
Hate me
Hate me
You hate me