Brittany Murphy in 8 Mile

I start before you pick up
I'm asking for permission
To record some songs about us
To recall some things that happened

You offer helpful context
It didn't take place on an island
I say you need to separate
The ill from the illness

You tell me it's not so simple
Depression is part and parcel
And you're sick to death of cures
For you as a person

I say that's probably truth
But I could've used some clues
Long before I got invested
You reply, "I telegraphed it"

Deal in tears since I met you
And that's not a romantic gesture
True mess, that's my nature
And I guess that's what thrilled you

You wanted it 'til it bit you
Then you ran like it chased you
I say I have a nature too
And you end with, "Yes, I know."

Sickness excites
Until it's close enough to bite
There's distinct appeal
Until you're beneath its wheels

A true attraction
Until what comes after