"I Hate Everything About You"
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
The vemon in your voice, the cold stare of you're blue eyes. It reminds me why I hate you so much. As well as bitter enemies for so long. Reminds me of how I get around you, feels like a toxic substain is taking over control of my mind, body, as well as my very soul. As well as every feeling I get around you when I did a forbiding. Falling in love with you.
Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet
We keep enough people and nations alike to know how we feel publicly. To know that we are each others pain in the arse. Not either of us could tell each other sorry, but why would we need it say that word anyway. It's not like we ever are truely sorry about our actions towards each other. No one would ever guess the truth behind those actions beside the very obvious of hate we share.
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
They say love could be vengence in its own way, and problably why you and me would fight back twice as hard when we fight. To telling only lies, a defecive mechanism I built around you since we've meet. But with its own reasons I would never let you find out. Ever. With reasons I would rather die then to let anyone else know this.
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it. Of the actions I am doing, and of how I have gotten to this point in life.
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I ask to many questions in my mind, as well as some out loud. Some thoughts conflict with to many things that go inside of me. Like anyone could ever guess. I hate everything about you. But why would my own mind, and sometimes my own body bloodly betray me like this. But I know I am bloodly going to hell to keep this a secret as long as it needs to be. And take this to my very grave for when I die.
Only when I stop to think about you,
I know
Only when you stop to think about me,
do you know?
I never do want to stop to think of you. My body and mind react on their own when it comes to you. It seems kind of empty in a way like my concious sometimes seems to be around youor away from you . But never the dreams that will come and haunt me 'till I can not seem to sleep and annoy the hell out of me. No one would ever seem to know what goes on. But he seems to notice that I am quite restless lately. From what, like I will ever tell him anything. It's his fault for how I am getting this way. Not like I am going to let them bloodly idiots know a damn thing about this.
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me?
I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?