My favorite part of that song.

This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction. Hush baby, speak softly, tell me I'll be sorry
that you pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me. Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me, run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy. Baby, without you, I'm nothing, I'm so lost, hug me then tell me how ugly I am, but that you'll always love me. Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the destructive path that we're on, two psychopaths but we
know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs that we'll have each other's backs, 'cause we're that lucky together. We move mountains, let's not make mountains out of molehills, you hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'? I may have hit you three times, I'm startin' to lose count
but together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain our love is crazy, we're nuts, but I refused counseling. This house is too huge, if you move out I'll burn all two thousand
square feet of it to the ground, ain't shit you can do about it with you I'm in my f-ckin' mind, without you, I'm out it.