Wrong true, right false

For what is wrong and what is right, My heart is burning inside every night. Every time I see you, glowing like a golden star, I've become addicted to watching you from afar. It's not fair, When I see you adjust your hair, That feeling, can't name it. It's not falling, it's not loving, I tell myself, That it's something else, That I need to keep my defense, But my chest keeps tightening on itself. That smirk, that gravely laugh, And my heart, saying "love". For what is wrong and what is right, My heart is burning inside with delight. Every time we touch, It no longer feels like too much. I gave up, and now it's dangerous, I've become addicted to the venomous. For what is true and what is false, The line of defense that I need to cross. I love to tease, to mock, to make you react, But you know my bravado is just an act. I know I'm venomous, but you're a bastard. Keeping me on distance, Holding onto your resistance. But it wasn't lasted. A kiss, a bed, a night, You turning me on, me and my heart. Poor boy, falling for me, I'm falling for you, where's the fee. It's gonna be toxic, But we can make it hypnotic, It's gonna be painful, Can make it graceful. For what is true and what is false, If you leave, it'll be a loss, I love- no! Like you, This is the truth.