Was thinking ′bout getting out

But I'd much rather stay here and burn it down

′Cause I'm a moth and you're the flame

Off and on again

Please God, send anyone but him

Because I′m feeling like I′m fucking insane

Break up, make up, it's a psychotic love

Wake up, taste blood on the back of your tongue

It′s a damn shame, you're still playing your games

It′s a damn shame 'cause I′m the one that's holding the gun

Too much to take, give me a break

While you sleep like the dead, I'm wide awake

Another day, it′s all the same

Off and on again

Please God, send anyone but him

Because I′m feeling like I'm fucking insane

Break up, make up, it′s a psychotic love

Wake up, taste blood on the back of your tongue

It's a damn shame, you′re still playing your games

It's a damn shame ′cause I'm the one that's holding the gun

′Cause I′m the one that's holding the gun

Holding the gun

Holding the gun

Loading up my gun

Loading up my gun

Break up, make up, it′s a psychotic love

Wake up, taste blood on the back of your tongue

It's a damn shame, you′re still playing your games

It's a damn shame ′cause I'm the one that's holding the gun

′Cause I′m the one that's holding the gun

′Cause I'm the one that′s holding the gun