Oh, your demons match my ghosts
I’m sad as fuck you know
You can always make it worse
Baby I need you
I need your claws on my neck
I need your bitter red wine lips, and dirty regrets
I need your hunger
Feels like you’re tying me up
I’m begging you for your love
Begging you for your love
But how can I make me not want you now
Can I make me not go to your house
That night I wish that I didn’t stay
But its too late
Oh, your demons match my ghosts
I’m sad as fuck you know
You can always make it worse
But I love the way it
Hurts, and maybe that’s my curse
Come and drag me through the dirt
You can always make it worse
But I love the way it hurts
It hurts
It hurts
But I love the way it hurts
It hurts
It hurts
Baby I crave you,
I crave your taste in the night
I crave the way you always know how to treat me unkind
And when I kiss you, feels like a panic attack
And it’s rushing from my feet to the back of my head
But how can I make me not want you now
Can I make me not go to your house
That night I wish that I didn’t stay
But its too late
Oh, your demons match my ghosts
I’m sad as fuck you know
You can always make it worse
But I love the way it
Hurts, and maybe that’s my curse
Come and drag me through the dirt
You can always make it worse
But I love the way it hurts
It hurts
It hurts
But I love the way it hurts
It hurts
It hurts