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[Chorus]
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight...
[Hook]
I just died in your arms
I just died in your arms
I just died in your arms
I just died in your arms
What have we become?
What have we become?
What have we become?
What have we become?
[Verse: Bobby McIntosh]
She says she will always love me
Never criticize or judge me
Oh, she's so beautiful but sometimes she can act ugly
Like when she says she hates me, but that just turns me on
So the more we yell and cuss, the closer we become
Its like we crave pain, I slap you, you slap me
Its nasty, but somehow the anger makes us happy
She swings to cut, so I call her a "slut"
But I’m a mutt, I guess we're both evil and equally fucked
Its like one minute we're up, but than we’re back in a rut
You walk away, I say "okay", and than we slam the door shut
And than we kiss and make up, like it was nothing
You call it discussion; I call it dysfunction, somethin'
Its like we're addicts with habits that we just can't kick
We know its savage, but average is not romantic
Cause when she cuts I bleed, but I love the taste of blood
And when we fuck we scream, now that's what I call love!
[Chorus]
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
Must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight...
[Hook]
I just died in your arms [x4]
[Verse 02: Yas Taalat]
She wants the upper hand and I want the advantage
Which leaves permanent scars, too many wounds to bandage
But somehow we manage to reverse the damage
We know its toxic, but falling out of love is not an option
So often, we swallow that dangerous concoction
Of pain mixed with fun, in hopes that we become
Numb, to the vicious attitudes and panic moods
But what abuses us, amuses us we call it gratitude
So push me, shove me, tell me that I'm ugly
Scratch me, now bite me, showing me that you love me
Hug me or reject me like insanity is sexy
You can kiss me like you miss me or keep acting like you never met me
Cause either way we like it edgy, Cause normal is too formal
And sketchy is the opposite of cordial
Young, dumb and licking blood
Ups and downs, stuck in mud
Knowing that we drive each other crazy but we still in love..
[Chorus]
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
Must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight...
[Hook]
What have become [x4]
I just died in your arms [x4]