My favourite dream,
Then, you become my dreaded nightmare.
I know how warm your embrace could be,
You could also be cold and distant,
We have that LoveHate thing.
We bring out the best in each other,
But we’ve also really mastered how to tear ourselves apart.
We’d rather hate than love even when loving’s really all we should be doing.
There’s a fine line between love and hate,
But I really wish we could have one without the other,
I guess we do now ‘cause we put love to sleep,
Sometimes, we wish against ourselves.