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What Have We Become

What Have We Become

(album: The Throwaway Kids - 2013)

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight,
Must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight...
I just died in your arms [x4]
What have we become?

She says she will always love me, never criticize or judge me,
Oh she's so beautiful but sometimes she can act ugly,
Like when she says she hates me, but that just turns me on,
So the more we yell and cuss, the closer we become,
Its like we crave pain, I slap you, you slap me,
Its nasty, but somehow the anger makes us happy,
She swings to cut, So I call her a slut,
But I'm a mutt, I guess we're both evil and equally fucked,
Its like one minute we're up, but than we're back in a rut,
You walk away, I say ok, and than we slam the door shut,
And than we kiss and make up, like it was nothing,
You call it discussion; I call it dysfunction, something
Its like we're addicts with habits that we just cant kick,
We know its savage, but average is not romantic,
Cause when she cuts I bleed, but I love the taste of blood,
And when we fuck we scream, now that's what I call love.

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight,
Must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight...
I just died in your arms [x4]

She wants the upper hand and I want the advantage,
Which leaves permanent scars, too many wounds to bandage,
But somehow we manage to reverse the damage,
We know its toxic, but falling out of love is not an option,
So often, we swallow that dangerous concoction,
Of pain mixed with fun, in hopes that we become,
Numb, to the vicious attitudes and panic moods,
But what abuses us, amuses us we call it gratitude,
So push me, shove me, tell me that I'm ugly,
Scratch me, now bite me, showing me that you love me,
Hug me or reject me like insanity is sexy,
You can kiss me like you miss me or keep acting like you never met me,
Cause either way we like it edgy, Cause normal is to formal,
And sketchy is the opposite of cordial,
Young, dumb and licking blood,
Ups and downs, stuck in mud,
Knowing that we drive each other crazy but we still in love..

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight,
Must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight...
What have become [x3]
I just died in your arms [x4]

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