I hate your guts You hate mine too So why do our tongues seem to be super-glued? And I hate your friends You hate mine too So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you? We've been rolling in commotion Livin' broken every day Making wishes, breaking dishes Then it's kisses on the face First we're laughin', then we're crashin' Yeah, we're just two runaways-ays-ays And why do you love me still? Is it for the thrill of it? And why do we love to kill? Wish that we could chill a bit And try to be something real Tell me, what's the deal with it? I'm tired, tired, tired Because I hate your guts You hate mine too So why do our tongues seem to be super-glued? And I hate your friends You hate mine too So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you? Keep my sick mind off of you First we're magic, then we're tragic Doing backflips in my chest Always tired, heart's on fire Walkin' wires, ain't no rest Till the morning, passion pouring Without warning we're undressed, dressed, dressed And why do you love me still? Is it for the thrill of it? And why do we love to kill? Wish that we could chill a bit And try to be something real Tell me, what's the deal with it? I'm tired, tired, tired Because I hate your guts You hate mine too So why do our tongues seem to be super-glued? And I hate your friends You hate mine too So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you? Keep my sick mind off of you Keep my sick mind off of you Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep my sick mind off of you Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep my sick mind off of you Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep my sick mind off of you So why can't I keep my sick mind off of you?