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