Hypnotic

Don’t know how I’m making you sad
When I should be making you happy
I know that you think of my past
Whenever you’re looking right at me
It’s written on your face
You said you needed space
It’s keeping me awake
The bottles that we break
The shots you chose to waste
I know your love is laced
We’re toxic but I like it when you scream
Psychotic, put your hands all over me
I want it, its exactly what i need
Hypnotic, cause you’re taking hold of me
With everyone else in the room
You think that I notice what you see
Whenever I’m looking at you
I feel like you’re looking right past me