Lletres: Merril Bainbridge. Garden. Sleeping Dogs.

Why do we torment each other?
Why can't we just let sleeping dogs lay?
Beat each other to the bone and make up all in one day
Yes, I'm getting pretty tired of living life this way

'Cause it's a love hate kind of thing
I don't know if you know that it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go with this love hate kind of thing
This love hate kind of thing

Why do you say it's black? I know it's white
Why can't we just call it quits without a fight?
I don't think you're very smart, you don't think I'm very pretty
Guess we never thought at all and it seems like such a pity

'Cause it's a love hate kind of thing
I don't know if you know that it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go with this love hate kind of thing
This love hate kind of thing

I looked at the sky
Holding my hands over my eyes
Till I fell out of bed, hurting my head
From things that you said

Why do we torment each other?
Why can't we just let sleeping dogs lay?
Beat each other to the bone and make up all in one day
Yes, I'm getting pretty tired of living life this way

'Cause it's a love hate kind of thing
I don't know if you know that it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go with this love hate kind of thing
This love hate kind of thing