Splitting season

I called you perfect, you liked the sound

Fell to my knees when you came around

Then I was thunder, all sharp and loud

Loved you too deep to tone it down

You say I'm too much, I say you're not

We kiss and burn, forget what we fought

I build you up, then tear you down

Call it truth while I spin around

You're pleasure, pain, my sweet undoing

I'm the cut and the one who's bruising

!! ... ! ! !

I paint you gold, then wash you gray

Say you should stay, then drift away

I mean I'm sorry till I don't

I swear I'll change, but I won't

You pull me close when I start to fade

I crave the calm but I hate the shade

I build you up, then tear you down

Call it truth while I spin around

You're pleasure, pain, my sweet undoing

I'm the cut and the one who's bruising

Every promise tastes like rust

Every high turns into dust

I build you up, then burn it through

Wanted it real, not something new

You're pleasure, pain, my sweet undoing

I'm the cut and the one who's bruising

Love me, break me—both still true

Same old cycle, me and you