EMINEM/ [chorus] The more you put me through The more it makes me wanna come back to you You say you hate me, I just love you more You don’t want me, I just want you more I buy you flowers, you throw ’em at me I know it’s sad but it’s making me happy The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on ’Cuz you love me and I love you more [verse 1] It’s sick but who could ever predict we’d be doin’ the same shit We say that we do it for our baby but we don’t, we do it for us It’s lust, ’cuz neither one
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