As long as he loves me I'll continue to stay
In this crazy, messed up sort of love--
The kind that you feel in your whole body
And becomes so mentally painful that it becomes
He apologizes for what he did but never what he does.
I still feel the pain after it's over,
When I'm lying in bed at night.
My body is beating and beating and beating,
Like after riding roller coasters all day
When the adrenaline is still rushing through your veins
And you can still feel the wind against your skin.
He apologizes and he makes love,
And while I'm lying there I wonder,
When will he stop loving me?
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