A collision of body and mind. She reads every metaphor literally, he keeps speaking in them, and the argument never resolves — but the gravity does. Toxic love as architecture that refuses to fall.
I'm a pilot on a mission, navigating the skyline
I am a plan going for your twin towers, by design
Precision strike, yeah, I'm locking on the target
Ain't no negotiations, no, I didn't come to bargain
I strike with a rod and the dam breaks,
Flooding the entire place, causing minor earthquakes.
Tidal wave through the valley, drowning out the drought,
Water rushing down heavy, washing all your defenses out.
No bone-dry deserts here, just an ocean we can sink in,
Got you shaking on the mattress, changing up the way you're thinking.
It's a baptism baby, watch the water overflow,
Taking over every room, nowhere else for you to go.
I am gonna hear your soundtrack, the neighbours too,
Maybe even the whole building when I'm getting into you.
Vibrations through the concrete, shaking up the floorboards,
Hitting every octave, striking all the right chords.
Toxic love! Toxic love! Yeah, it's a lethal affair,
But those twin towers? Always mine even if I am not there.
Yeah, always mine even if I am not there.
But then you open up your mouth and you piss me off,
I make a metaphor, you miss it, and I have to scoff.
I say I'm "burning up," you ask me if I need a fan,
Your brain is too literal, you never understand the plan!
No alternates, zero reading between the lines,
Just a flatline conversation, missing all the subtle signs.
I'm speaking in poetry, you're reading me a textbook,
Got me rolling my eyes, giving you a vexed look.
I try to set the mood, you're analyzing the logistics,
Taking all my smooth words and turning them to statistics.
It drives me insane, makes me want to hit the highway,
But when I look at your frame, suddenly I'm doing it my way.
Why do I keep circling back? Like a vulture to the prey,
I swear I'm walking out the door, then I decide to stay.
Because the physical is mystical, it overrides the mental,
The way we clash is violent, but the touch is monumental.
I am gonna hear your soundtrack, the neighbours too,
Maybe even the whole building when I'm getting into you.
Vibrations through the concrete, shaking up the floorboards,
Hitting every octave, striking all the right chords.
Toxic love! Toxic love! Yeah, it's a lethal affair,
But those twin towers? Always mine even if I am not there.
Yeah, always mine even if I am not there.
It's an arrogant attachment, a magnetic contradiction,
Half of this is reality, the other half is friction.
I'm a king in your cathedral, worshiping the architecture,
Even though your personality is a frustrating lecture.
You take my words verbatim, strip away the double meaning,
But when we kill the lights, I'm the only one you're fiending.
I try to cut the cord, sever all the complications,
But the memory of your body ruins my emancipations.
So I circle, and I circle, in a gravitational pull,
Conversations might be empty, but the physical is full.
You annoy my damn spirit, but my flesh is on a leash,
You're the demon in my head, but you're my favorite kind of peace.
(Toxic love!) Yeah, it's poison in the chalice,
(Toxic love!) Built a prison in a palace.
I strike with the rod, let the river run its course,
Riding through the madness with an undeniable force.
Soundtrack blasting, vocal cords snapping,
Rhythm of the Afrobeats, heavy bass clapping.
No logic to the magic, no sense to the attraction,
Just a chemical reaction demanding satisfaction.
I am gonna hear your soundtrack, the neighbours too,
Maybe even the whole building when I'm getting into you.
Vibrations through the concrete, shaking up the floorboards,
Hitting every octave, striking all the right chords.
Toxic love! Toxic love! Yeah, it's a lethal affair,
But those twin towers? Always mine even if I am not there.
Yeah, always mine even if I am not there.
Always mine.
Even when I'm miles away, I'm at the front of the line.
Your literal mind, my metaphoric crime.
Yeah, we flood the whole place.
Then we do it all again.
Circling back...
Toxic love.