Lyrics Endovator - Hodge

We must be masochistic, Hot Kisses, Stop for pictures
You and me against the world, summertime, watchin' fireflies flyin' by, This is the way it's always gonna be, right?
But you and I, We don't trust each other
One another's someone other
Is it love or is it summer? Teeter-tottering, see the false posturing begin to blossom, caution, we hit bottom, sit across him, you insult him in infront of other guys
For the evening, swallow pride, yed i might but then we step outside
Stupid, loopy, deluded, cupid, crooked arrow yes he shoots it, movin' through it
Booted, sick and pukin' you're so cruel and barely human
This love is ruined, incongruent;
Sick without you, sicker with you but I still stick it with you
Love you, Hate you, leave you, chase you
Fix me, Break me, Patch me up like a Punching Bag
You make me wish that I could grab Father Time by his ass
And drag us back to the day that I first met you
But what would've been the difference then?
Let's not pretend that you don't wanna smash your Punching Bag

I never wanted a war but you keep taking shots at me
Now you're lookin like enemy
And this is just the end of me
My heart on the floor, this isn't how it's gonna be
Are we living a lie? Are we ready to die?

Used to the abuse, after all, a punching bag is meant to be, smack around
I'm leavin' now turn back around-I hope you're fuckin' happy now!
Wonder why you came back at all but then again
What made me think that this time would be any different?
I swear to GOD I love you, so, why would I care about someone religious differences?
Thought we had some time to figure this but this - this dissonance just splinters in-
Between us, now we're screaming at each other
And the storm is brewing; this is just another case of shattered self-esteem
The broken path of battered dreams
Splattering, the ripples become current concurrent recurring currents -
Is torrents, is buildings, feelin' resilient - you weren't ready to feel it
But I won't die like venom when a bee stings
See he's too quick and swift to ever trip and fall inside ya shit again Split 'em in
-Different but the difference is: I will never fall for your tricks again
This Punching Bag is done
The stuffing's ripping at the seams
I can't be sewn up and stuffed again to be reused
This goes right out to you

I never wanted a war but you keep taking shots at me
Now you're lookin like the enemy
And this is just the end of me
My heart on the floor, this isn't how it's gonna be
Are we living a lie? Are we ready to die?

I don't ever wanna lose my mind
DOn't wanna root for the other side
Swingin' and you hit me, I'ma punching bag
A punching bag... you just love to use me I never wanted a war but you keep taking shots at me
Now you're lookin like the enemy
And this is just the end of me
My heart on the floor, this isn't how it's gotta be
Are we living a lie?
Are we ready to die?