Psycho

by Kaine   Oct 7, 2007


Well, darling thats the whole concept of pain,
Is what you said to me,
I'm drunk help me unto the couch,
I don't understand that beast the slumbers behind your eyes.

(Chorus)
You wonder why I dispose you so,
I love you, I hate you, I love you more,
I can't understand why you leave me behind,
Am I that much of a bore?

Your my pretty kitty, my play toy boy,
Not a real love, you said to me,
Not a real love, love like any other,
It must be the same I see.

(Chorus)
Mother wonders why I despise you so,
You love me, I hate you, I love you more,
Mother can't understand why I left you behind,
Your right, Your too much of a bore.

I hate me....

I love me....

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