Eminem ft Rihanna "I love the way you lie"

Love The Way You Lie Lyrics

[Chorus - Rihanna]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's alright because I love the way you lie
Love the way you lie

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe
I can't breathe but I still fight all I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight

High off on love, drunk from my hate
It's like I'm huffin' paint and I love it
The more I suffer, I suffocate
Right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates
Me, she fuckin' hates me, and I love it, Wait!
Where you going? I'm leaving you.
No you ain't. Come back. We're running right back

Here we go again, it's so insane
Cuz when it's going good, it's going great
I'm Superman with the wind in his back
She's Lois Lane
and when it's bad, it's awful
I feel so ashamed, I snap "Who's that dude?"
I don't even know his name
I laid hands on him, I never stood so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength

[Chorus - Rihanna]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

[Verse 2 - Eminem]
You ever love somebody so much,
you could barely breathe when you with 'em?
You meet, and neither one of you even know it hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah them chills you still get 'em
Now you gettin' fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em
You swore you'd never hit 'em, never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face spewing venom in your words when you spit 'em
You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em
Throw 'em down, pin 'em, so lost in the moments when you're with 'em

Mr .(?). is the culprit ..(?)..
Shawty say, you'd best to go your separate ways
Guess that they don't know ya cuz today,
That was yesterday, yesterday is over and it's a different day
Sound like broken records playing over
But you promised her, next time you'd show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no Nintendo Game
but you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave out the window
Guess that's why they call it "window pane"

[Chorus - Rihanna]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear my cry
Well that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

[Verse 3 - Eminem]
Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean
And we fall back into the same patterns, same team
But your temper's just as bad as mine is
You're the same as me
When it comes to love you're just as blinded

Baby please come back, it wasn't you. Baby it was me.
Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is I love you too much, to walk away now
Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk?
I told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time? There won't be no next time
I apologize, even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games, I just want her back. I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fuckin' leave again,
Ima tie her to the bed and set this house on fire
Just gonna

[Chorus - Rihanna]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear my cry
Well that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

Autobiography of a Coin

My life is excruciating , a life that I repent,
I was born in a mint ,not very far away.
Thousands of us, to a bank we were sent,
Now down the drain I lay.


I was the shiniest of all my brothers and sisters,
I'm made of gold and copper.
Now I have blisters,
And though I'm rich ,I'm a pauper.




The man who took me from  my house 'the bank' , 
Didn't like me as such.
He made me travel for miles to someplace near Mont Blanc,
He sold me to the meuseum ,they threw me away because I wasn't Dutch.


I rolled and rolled myself till I fell in this drain,
I can now neither see the sky , sun ,nor the rain.

Pratap Chandra Patro (my paternal grandfather)

When I was told to write about one person in the Patro family, I immediately thought of Bapa. He was the most excited person when my mother was carrying for me. He kept telling my mother “It will be a boy! It will be a boy!” But when I was born he was disappointed that I was a girl. This disappointment soon changed into obsessive love and affection. My Bapa, always used to pick me up in his arms and take me away to his room whenever I was corrected, screaming at my parents for being harsh on me. I used to watch television in his room and used to love listening to his broken-speech. I used to crawl in between Santo and Bapa in the mosquito net and sleep. I used to use his huge paunch as my pillow and climb all over him. This used to make Bapa smile widely making his eyes look so tender and loving. He let me do things that others wouldn’t dare dream of doing like dotting his entire body with Nivea Cream or covering him with huge amounts of talcum powder. He used sing nonsensical little ditties to me.I am very lucky not to have been the recipient of his temper. I had heard about Bapa excelling in every field, cooking, language, literature and singing, but I am unfortunate not to have witnessed his extraordinary abilities because when I was born he had already lost his speech and had a paralytic stroke on his entire right side. But there is one thing I am very fortunate to have known at least one Grandfather. Standing six foot, fair and good features, he was still the most handsome person and exuded an air of authority His eyes always spoke so much to me though his tongue failed him every time. He never could take anyone’s name, but with great difficulty he made it a point to say “S- O- N- U!” Years went by and I grew to know Bapa more. He was becoming old, more and more mentally sick, though he had the constitution of an ox. He began failing to recognize people. I remember, one day I asked Bapa “Who am I?” he said, “I don’t know.” I wept copiously because he dint take my name, but then I thought, “Is he so ill, that he cant remember me?” That was the first time I got scared, only thinking that Bapa is deteriorating day by day. Days and years went by and as I feared, Bapa’s health, more so his memory, was failing. He was hospitalized. Eventually he succumbed to a heart attack at seven in the morning. It was on the 22nd of July 2008, the day before my birthday that Bapa passed away. I attended his funeral on my birthday. I was as it is numbed with pain that Bapa was no more, but on my birthday attending the person’s funeral, whom I loved the most in the world, was heart wrenching.Two years have elapsed, but the pain hasn’t dulled, and I only think of the fact that Bapa is no more. I am very happy only about one thing is that Bapa is at a better place - with God, away from pain that he went through. For everyone he has been a terror, but for me he has always been a besotted grandfather.