Talk about taking a good thing too far 
You take a good heart and play it too hard 
An occupation when it isn`t a game 
There's just [bad word] hot through your veins 

But you like it like that
And you want it like that
Because you've told me before
But I'm not a fool

I've had enough of the pain,
You've taken none of the blame,
You ve got my headstone made
I think I loose again
It's no surprise,
The poison in your eyes,
Why don't I ever learn,
Why don't I ever realise

The confrontation's a tool that you use,
How much affection can you afford to loose
You're using [bad word] like a personal invention,
These open arms, it's like increasing intention.

And I've tried to fight back
But you bring it right back,
And now there's nothing to face
Because you've been replaced.