I wish I could stop
but hurting you is just to much fun
twisted moral in a garden of rhyme
running out of time
if I had a wish
it would be for more
and less of it
whichever permits me to quit
if I had the chance
I'd spend them on more
or less of it
whichever permits me to quit
and I can't tell you how the contradiction feels
it's like a swallow of the anti-pill
I'm the anti-hero of my own life
a villain in it's darkest hours and a hero in it's light
if I had a wish
it would be for more
and less of it
whichever permits me to quit
if I had the chance
I'd spend them on more
or less of it
whichever permits me to quit