Every Single Time

Your words, not mine. And yet it was as if they had come straight from my heart. You and I are completely different, but we have been and will be, perhaps forever, the same. To think that only two hours ago, I was ranting to Preethi about how frustrated I was, how inconsiderate you were, how miserable and stupid and hurt we both were. There's an excellent chance that in a day or two, I will be saying, "To think only days ago, I had such care, you had such apologies, we both were trusting and loving and honest." That's how we seem to roll, how we rolled from day one, perhaps. That's what happens when a bipolar kid with a hard life and a kid too crazy for anyone's good become too good of friends.

No need to cry about it
I cannot live without it
Every time I wind up back at your door

Why do you do this to me
You penetrate right through me
Every time I wind up back at your door

No need to cry about it
I may just die without it
Every single freakin Hoover Dam time I wind up back at your door

That last line may have been edited^^ but who is singing this song? Me? You? The both of us?

Whoever runs off makes it back first.