Two of a Kind

I'll take comfort in knowing
that I got the best days of your life
and you got the worst of mine, but I...
see no point in showing
the way that you are, and why.

My intentions have become
the subject of violence.

Oh, I can't believe myself.
and I stuck around
just long enough to care.
Oh, I fucking hate myself.
and I hate you too, and I hope you're well aware.

I hope to hell that you still hurt.
It's things like this I can't ignore.
I want the life I had before.

These days are wasted
on an endless fucking war.

Oh, I can't believe myself.
and I stuck around
just long enough to care.
Oh, I fucking hate myself.
and I hate you too, and I hope you're well aware



Credits
Writer(s): John Bowes, Taylor Madison, Joseph Kane, Jacob Clarke
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