I always say how I don't need you, but it's always gonna come right back to this. Please, don't leave me. How did I become so obnoxious? What is it with you that makes me act like this? I've never been this nasty, can't you tell that this is all just a contest? The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest, but baby I don't mean it; I mean it, I promise. I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me, I can't be without, you're my perfect little punching bag, and I need you, I'm sorry.