She says 'I love you' I hear 'I hate you…
The state of this corrosion is nearing an end.
If I were to kiss you, it'd give me reason to miss you
And write love letters I would never send.
I lead these notes into a dark fire,
In hopes that memories may be allowed to expire.
A blood spot under the wing,
Of the life that you bring me,
Wrap me in,
I'm feeling broken inside these stars; these eyes of yours.
She says 'I hate you' I hear 'I love you'.