A fine Line:
There is a fine line between love and hate
Such a fine line that I can walk it
I am straddled over it
And confused by it
I love him but I hate him
How can this be?
There is a fine line between love and hate
I walk this line
I love the way he loves me
But hate the way he treats me
I am a person
A being too
I am his love his heart
The heart that he throws away
For a damsel in a short skirt
A whore by any other name
I am just his bed maiden
A night angel
I am his sure investment
His protection from the crew
This is my love
The man that 'cares' for me
There is a fine line between love and hate
And I walk that line
For I love him
But hate him still
He empowers me
Only to strip it away
I know he knows
That I smile for him
But does he know
I cry for him too?
There is a fine line between love and hate
I walk this line
And I know it very well.
There is a fine line between love and hate
Such a fine line that I can walk it
I am straddled over it
And confused by it
I love him but I hate him
How can this be?
There is a fine line between love and hate
I walk this line
I love the way he loves me
But hate the way he treats me
I am a person
A being too
I am his love his heart
The heart that he throws away
For a damsel in a short skirt
A whore by any other name
I am just his bed maiden
A night angel
I am his sure investment
His protection from the crew
This is my love
The man that 'cares' for me
There is a fine line between love and hate
And I walk that line
For I love him
But hate him still
He empowers me
Only to strip it away
I know he knows
That I smile for him
But does he know
I cry for him too?
There is a fine line between love and hate
I walk this line
And I know it very well.
