Lyrics: In Between 4th And 2nd Street

I've had enough of this
You're all the same to me
I want to be alone
Eat me alive with your sickenss
Hypocrisy, cold the blood that courses though me
So should I let it go
My veins run sand that won't pass
You were supposed to be my only cure
And I've had enough of this
You're all the same to me
I want to be alone
Eat me alive with your sickness

You were supposed to be my only cure
You were supposed to be the one to take her place

Sorry about tomorrow, I'm not sorry about today
This eats me alive
I'm going to say what I want to say

You were my one true cure, my only love
You were my one true pain, my only hate
You were supposed to be there
You were supposed to be the truth
You were supposed to take her place
You were supposed to be my solitude, solitude

Sorry about tomorrow, I'm not sorry about today
This eats me alive
I'm going to say what I want to say

You were my one true cure, my only pain
You were my one true pain, my only hate, my only hate
My only cure, my only pain
I hate you, I love you
My only cure, my only pain
I hate you, I love you