J. T's 2nd hook: You get the air out my lungs whenever you need it.
And you take the blade right out my heart just so you can watch me bleeding.
I still donâ€™t know why.
Why I love you so much.
And you play this game in spite to drive me insane.
I got it tattooed on my sleeve forever in ink with guess whoâ€™s name.
But I still don't know why.
Why I love it so much, yeah.