I hate it when we argue
i feel like its my fault
when we have a disagreement
my world stops to halt
i hate to see the anger
build up in your dark eyes
i hate it when you don't smile
it makes me wanna cry
I'm sorry for the things i said
i didn't mean a thing
in my head i hear your voice
individual shouts ring
the best bit of falling out
is making up again
but one day that bit will go
and that will be the end
