It's a constant murder of words between us.
We act like a married couple, yet were not even together.
You tell me you love me
then we argue 2 seconds later.
What have we become?
Two more of Americas loveless people? Twp more people to blend in with the crowd that's intent on hate?
I don't want to hate you,
I want to love you.
I don't want to argue,
I want to make love.
I don't want to shout,
I want to whisper.
I don't want what we're becoming,
I want what we were.
But, I guess things were meant to change
After all,
By changing nothing, nothing changes.
