Don’t know what it is about you but you love to pull me under
So what shall we call this magnetic force between us
The one that makes you obsess over me
The one that keeps me worried about you
The one that makes us lose all control when we’re in each other presence
Drunken words sober thoughts.
What if you really loved me?
What if you really hated her?
A word I could not speak
You couldn’t hear me over the phone
But on the other end I choked up
I’m sorry I couldn’t wish you the best
For we both know that’s what you were running away from….