You've Pulled Away Too Many Times Before

You hate to love someone
you're tied to by fate
spitting fire and words meant to kill

I'll stand my ground
but it crumbles under me
(in a sick way I know you're glad)

You'd be the god of one night stands
praying over shots of whiskey for courage
praying for love
(but that's not what you want)

I'll be the goddess of waking nightmares
as I watch you break and myself follow