I really luv it when
I luv it when we make mistakes
Because once again
It gives me a reason to complain
I luv the battle lines
Battle lines we draw and cross in the mud
I luv it when we fight
Standin in the verge
Of breakin up or makin up

What would I do if we were perfect?
Where would I go for disappointment?
Love without Pain
Would leave me wonderin
Why I stay

I think of savin myself
But with nothing to complain about
Up in Heaven...what would I do?
I think of savin myself
But I wouldn't wanna work it out
Down here in hell... with you

See
I wanna make you feel the fire
Wanna burn you witih my bad days
I wanna be unsatisfied
So you can feel the heat comin from me baby

What would I do if we were perfect?
Where would I go for disappointment?
Words without Hate
Would leave me nothin left to say

I think of savin myself
But with nothing to complain about
Up in Heaven...what would I do?
I think of savin myself
But I wouldn't wanna work it out
Down here in hell... with you