Through Her Eyes

I love the way she hates herself,
Because it means she needs me.
I love the way she hates herself,
But isn’t that how it should be?

I know it’s sick and twisted,
I know that I’m no good
I know one day she’ll hate me,
She’ll hate me and leave for good.

My mind is sick and disturbing,
All my heart can do is betray,
I love the way she hates herself,
Something that’ll never go away.