You say you don't believe in a title
So, I'm not your girlfriend anymore
The girl before was one though
Official relationships aren't your thing
They once were, I remember.
You tell me you love me, that every feeling is there
But I'm beginning to wonder, if I'm hanging
Hanging on my last fingers, clinging to the thought
The thought of us being together.

The sweetest words you whisper to me
Linger on, like an infestation in my skin
Your words are like poision, I can't think straight
Advice of true friends, in one ear, out the other
Am I suppose to like this feeling like I do?
Or am I some sort of love-struck puppy?
This intoxicating feeling, isn't so bad..

Every comment I make, has a counter one, or five
You keep telling me these things, but I don't understand
Why is it so wrong to say it?
Are you ashamed?
Am I that bad? Do you just not love me?
I've heard of games people play with the mind.
You're the mad scientist and I'm frankenstein
I'm faithful to you,my creator, my master.

It's always my choice, you say
With a smile so sweet, my teeth ached
Why do I always make YOUR choice then?
I'm supposed to be the one ontop?
Or is this a game? Because everything I do, has been your decision.
I can't help it anymore, I want your poisionous touch
I want to feel your body against mine
Even if it means, losing for just, this one time

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