Fatality

I wonder, sometimes, what love can actually be described as

Passion, cruelty, hatred, agony?

With every turn around the star we circle, you always let me pass

You've never told me to lie, you let me for the irony

One wouldn't think it was possible to hate as a form of love, but we do it so well

I wish I could say we aren't falling deeper into this

Deeper and deeper, down this well

We both know this isn't going to stop, we won't ever stop falling 

Stay up late, wake up late

Never great with timing

Yes, sorry I missed our date

Last night I was busy 

I was waiting for some sign that we met by fate

Can't really say what I was told

Wish I could say it was worth the wait

I wish I had known back then

Meeting you was my fatal mistake