Ooh

I tried to love you
I thought I could
I tried to own you
I thought I would
I want to peel the skin from your face
Before the real you lays to waste

You told me I'm the only one
Sweet little angel
You should have run
Lying, crying, dying to leave
Innocence creates my hell

Cheating myself
Still, you know more
It would be so easy
With a whore
Try to understand me, little girl
My twisted passion to be your world

Lost inside my sick head
I live for you but I'm not alive
Take my hand before I kill
I still love you, but, I still burn

Yeah
Love, hate, love
Yeah
Love, hate, love
Yeah
Love, hate, love
Oh
Love, hate, love

Yeah
Love, hate, love

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jerry Cantrell, Layne Staley, Michael Starr, Sean Kinney