I, I am confused, fighting myself [biting myself]
  Wanting to give in, needing your help
  Skin cold with fear, fear lives when we touch
  Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fucked
  Can you see it in me, skin cold from touch
  Each turn confronted with what I have done
  You pull me closer, I push you away
  You tell me it's okay, I can't help but feel the pain
  I hate you
    Why are you taken?
  I love you
    I feel so helpless
  Why is it you?
    ripping my insides each time I'm with you
    why do I cry/try?
    why do I really need to?
  Why!
  Fuck you, bitch!
  need to . . . fuck . . .
  slut

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