There's a part of me
That just wants to do everything you say
There's an other part
That just wants to turn around and slap your face
'Cause everytime I think you understand
The way that it should be
You end up hurting me

I don't wanna fight
I don't wanna lose everything we had
But you that know sometimes the good side loses to the bad
And everytime I walk away
We end up shouting in the street
It may be bittersweet

'Cause I get weak and then you win me over
I get weak coming back for more
'Cause I every time I walk away the devil takes over in me
And then I hear you speak
I get weak