I'm looking for words to write about you
But I've just about run myself dry
"I love you, I hate you, you made me, you break me"
I've said it all already, so the world knows it all
But with every word I spit
Every time I say everything I can
All I wanna do is say it more
If talking is the only way to keep you alive
I'll never shut up
I hope you keep me alive in the same way, too
I think you do
Because, for all it's been
I'd be dead right now
So you must be keeping me alive
Did you know your words mean something, too?
They're like shackles
They're not around my neck or my ankles, my wrist or my skull
They're around my heart and my head
Keeping me where I was 2 year ago from here.