Scala & Kolacny Brothers Our Last Fight

Burning with desire and hate

Acquiescence sealed our fate

Empty rooms and empty eyes

Empty promise filled with lies

I hate you

I love you

Our last fight our last fight

Tortured by the things you said

Vice-like grip around my head

Nothing left to lose or gain

I abhor

I adore

Our last fight our last fight

I'll grow throns to keep me safe

To protect my crumbling faith

Bitter bitter sweet no more

Nothing left worth fighting for

I loathe you

I love you

I hate you

I loved you

Our last fight our las fight

Our last fight our las fight