Ah my dearest
You cut the deepest
For I care(d) about you the most
And now I hate you the most
Love and hate are never far apart
With you, they are almost the same
When will my heart be okay again?
When will the bleeding stop?
When will the tears dry?
When will I find someone like you?
If you insist on turning your back?
I actually hope you’re okay
And maybe this is all paranoia
Maybe you’ve been struggling yourself
Maybe you’ve been in the darkness
And need a hand to hold
You can hold mine if you like