I wish I could believe, love could not be with pain
But he showed that they were one in the same
Tangled up in his daily mess of delight and vice
I was always his ready and willing sacrifice

And either way I still loved him

Strained every muscle of my heart till it was weak
For a man whose future only looked bleak
Numb to touch, too deaf to hear, too blind to see
That loving him was never going to be easy

And either way I still loved him

Looking in the mirror was too much too bear
But looking at him was enough to keep me there
My everything- the violator, the wound, the balm
He was the worst of the storm and best of the calm

And either way I still loved him

Yet I could not fix something that was already broken
And when forgiving and forgetting became another token
My love no longer wanted to be burned by rage of his flame
It was time to sever the ties between my love and his pain

But in some way I still love him