Pseudologia Fantastica.
Tell me again how fire is dangerous
As you're standing there playing with matches
You strike the sulfur that would ultimately end us
You beg me not to leave but you push me away
I never know what you'll be feeling today
Tell me how you love me but cause me dismay
I know that you're trying I see it in your eyes
The first time I learned not only your mouth can tell lies
Say I give you life but you're already dead inside
You never hit me so I can thank you for that
Instead it was my mental state you attacked
I'd much rather you make both my eyes black
As I walked out you stood in the doorway crying
I probably would have stayed if I wasn't the only one trying
I hope next in line soon finds out they'll be dying.