Love, Hate, Love
(Layne Staley)
I tried to love you; I thought I could
I tried to own you; I thought I would
I want to peel the skin from your face
Before the real you lays to waste
You told me I'm the only one
Sweet little angel- you should have run
Lying, crying, dying to leave
Innocence creates my hell
Cheating myself; still you know more
It would be so easy with a whore
Try to understand me little girl
My twisted passion to be your world
Lost inside my sick head
I live for you but I'm not alive
Take my hands before I kill
I still love you, I still burn
Love, hate, love
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