Always searching
For that something
For that someone
to turn into a tragedy
And here you are
Always looking
For a reason
A victim becomes the piercing catalyst of implosion
And here you are
you might not love me
but you will fear me
Since I’m left searching
For complete relief from desperation
And here you are
Giving your final exasperation
Here you are
Proving terror is the beginning
of the end of my fascination
making you fear me
might not make you love me
Yet here you are
Still searching
For me to make you need me…
Even if its only
… needing me to stop.