All our pride and vanity
True dysfunctionality
Each assault upon my sanity
Our conflicting personalities
Every bolt and blow we try to throw
Pours salt on our wounds despite it all
We always come back for another go
Risking life and limb and ridicule
And you know that I would kill you
And kill anyone who touched you
And I curse the day I met you
But still I have not left you
That leaves me here, sincerely
Truly, nearly
Accidentally, reluctantly
Might as well be
Occasionally yours
Raised voices and slamming doors
Don't know what we're always fighting for
But when evening falls I'm back for more
Risking my life for you is not a chore
And you know that I would kill you
And kill anyone who touched you
And I curse the day I met you
But still I have not left you
That leaves me here, sincerely
Truly, nearly
Accidentally, reluctantly
Might as well be
Occasionally yours
Late fighting, ghostwriting
Secret meetings, shy singing
Soft clapping, stifled laughing
Fill my nights
They've become my light
All our pride and vanity
True dysfunctionality
Each assault upon my sanity
Our two conflicting realities
You know that I would kill you
And kill anyone who touched you
And I curse the day I met you
But still I have not left you
That leaves me here, sincerely
Truly, nearly
Accidentally, reluctantly
Might as well be
Unfortunately
Consequently
Dearly, clearly
I hate your guts but I'm still here
And I always will be
Occasionally yours
Here, sincerely
Truly, nearly
Accidentally, reluctantly
Might as well be
Occasionally yours