What is it that we have?
Is it love or is it hate?
Is it just addiction?
That has kept us together?
Every time you look at me
I can see the rage in your eyes
Every time you speak to me
I can hear words of anger
Yet we can’t part ways
What is it that we have?
Is it love or is it hate?
Is it just addiction?
That has kept us together?
You want to be on your own
I can feel you slip away
You want me to give you space
I feel I no longer know you
Though you are always around
What is it that we have?
Is it love or is it hate?
Is it just addiction?
That has kept us together?
Your never seem to agree
I don’t know what to do
You never want to change
I tried but it’s hard for me too
Even as we struggle to be happy
What is it that we have?
Is it love or is it hate?
Is it just addiction?
That has kept us together?
1 comment:
A sad reality for many people who are 'stuck in a ruck', and see no way out, as circumstance and situation can add to this sorry affair!
Well expressed, and the reiteration suited the piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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