Affection of hate

I'm sick of the fighting
I'm sick of the crying
I'm sick of the hating
its turning me cold

I'm sick of the loving
I'm sick of the faking
I'm sick of the lying
its getting so old

you tell me you love me
you don't call me back
you have endless excuses
you have endless lies

you tell me you hate me
you hold onto my hand
you are so confusing
yet its clear in your eyes

that you truly are lost
in this circle of death
we dance through it again
as my hopes have been shattered

i guess I'll move on
i guess I'll try harder
i guess i will have to
not that it matters

because once again
with your affection of hate
ill come crawling back
just like before

i've been searching
for somthing thats missing
it will never be found
i can't search anymore