

Why is it so damn easy writing love songs?
Is it because we know it to be fact?
The sing along all along is truth.
So fictions easier than non,
to swallow, process, and produce?
Naa, I also got a lotta non fick on my caboose.
Well wait a minute I can write hate in a minute just
as easy as it is to put some love down innit.
So am I just mean and rude and hateful,
too? Or does it just mean that I’m both of what I
wrote?
Love and hate
Two peas in a pod,
half devil half god!
Love and hate
You made me this way,
and that’s okay!
I’ve said a lotta things I’m not proud of
I’ve said a lotta beautiful things,
too
Maybe that’s enough for me
Maybe that’ll never be enough for you
I’m not afraid to chill,
take the pill, or even kill for what I…believe!
I’m not afraid to love enough,
give back, pick you up or cry on- my knees!
Love and hate
Two peas in a pod,
half devil half god!
Love and hate
You made me this way,
and that’s okay!
Maybe we just need love,
maybe we haven’t loved enough.
Maybe we all need a little more fuck you!
A little more blood and guts,
that’s nuts. Maybe it’s bigger than both of us,
dude. In the end I hope I send a shiver through the
system, make them listen,
maybe pissin’ off a few,
but that’s okay, I’m done.
Just kidding, one more thing,
while my ears ring.
You can be king when you sing your own melody,
carrying that swing to the ring and let go of the sting,
find your remedy. Love and hate Two peas in a pod,
half devil half god!
Love and hate You made me this way,
and that’s okay! Love and hate Two peas in a pod,
half devil half god!
Love and hate You made me this way,
and that’s okay!