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We Fight Ourselves

Who said love is sweet?
We always go sour.
Every second, minute, every damn hour.
It’s a losing game even when you win.
Don’t wanna play.
We avoid each other’s eyes but are
in a constant staring contest.
Even when I give in and let you win, you scoff.
“Do you even know what you did wrong?”
I’m used to it.
Anything other than your faults are crimes.
You use my greater sins to maintain
that lonely innocence.
The more I say stop, the more you do it.
We try to understand each other
but always end up standing under each other.
Oh no. Not again.
I can’t fall asleep, leaving things the way they are.

Oh no. Not again.
Winning is losing, but we rush to the finish line.

We always fight.
It’s when you call me crazy,
and say that you’re sick of me,
and say that you’ve had it,
that you’re you.
That’s you.

We always fight.
It’s when you tell me to stop,
and say that you’re dying inside,
and look broken when once you didn’t,
that you’re you.
That’s me and you.
I’m sorry.

Constant dissonance.
One thing goes wrong and
you already tear up the score.
And when we fight over things long past,
you attach a repeat mark to only my mistakes.
Questions and inquisitions.
You force me to the wall like everything’s my fault.
Setting fire to my reason like a witch hunt.
I get angry and scream.
You use your tears as a weapon
to stab my conscience.
We can’t bear a thing. Fights, responsibilities,
and each other’s baggage.
I throw my phone and punch the wall,
marking another period.
Oh no. Not again.
I can’t fall asleep, leaving things the way they are.

Oh no. Not again.
Winning is losing, but we rush to the finish line.

We always fight.
It’s when you call me crazy,
and say that you’re sick of me,
and say that you’ve had it,
that you’re you.
That is you.

We always fight.
It’s when you tell me to stop,
and say that you’re dying inside,
and look broken when once you didn’t,
that you’re you.
This is.
That is me and you.

Stop.
Stop stop stop.
It’s my fault.

Stop.
Stop stop stop.
It’s my fault.

We always fight.
It’s when you call me crazy,
and say that you’re sick of me,
and say that you’ve had it,
that you’re you.
That is you.

We always fight.
It’s when you tell me to stop,
and say that you’re dying inside,
and look broken when once you didn’t,
that you’re you.

Uh oh.
It’s when you call me crazy,
and say that you’re sick of me,
and say that you’ve had it,
that you’re you.
Uh oh.
We fight ourselves.

Uh oh.
It’s when you tell me to stop,
and say that you’re dying inside,
and look broken when once you didn’t,
that you’re you.
Uh oh.
We fight ourselves.
I’m sorry.