She asked me who I am. Who I thought I was. 
I didn't have an answer, its not been a topic for discussion,
She asked about my plans,
What I want in life, I don't want to fight stop all this hollering and cussin, 
I said "you"
She may not want me anymore,
Bad apples make the tree sick
I want her more than ever,
Bad habits like Texas weather.
She says she likes me the way I am,
I said I really don't. 
Barely ecsaped my throat,
I'm just a man, 
I don't hold onto hope,
Hold me down, save my drowning soul 
Murders all she wrote.
Murders all she wrote 
She held me under with an icy grip, the waters cold,
I fight my chest like life is precious, 
my breathe I try to hold,
 there's darkness around my vision my head is hot as coals,
She's heartless with her venom, or so the story goes, strangulation via attention the tension is palpable,
she's strangely my addiction, dare I mention incompatible with me,
we aren't adaptable, we're actually collapsible so why hate me, that's shits irrational, don't be a cry baby,  laugh it off like it's affable.