Look at me and tell me what you see. Is it beautiful? [[it used to be]]

I LOVE you and I hate it.
I LOVE you and driving me insane.

It used to hurt, but now it's just driving me off the edge.

You are kind of like that ring I wear. You sparkle. You shine.*~

I do not understand how you can be the most beautiful person but you still make me sick to my stomach.

If it's not keeping you up at nights, then whats the point?
-Taking Back Sunday