I hate you and I love you
Both, yes, equally.
And, honestly?
I love hating you.
And I hate loving you.
I love hating you
Because it's fun
And I hate loving you
Because it makes me feel naked
It ought to be simple, then,
Just to leave
But if I ever left
You'd let me go
And I'm not ready to face
How little you care
So I stay
Hating you, loving you,
Yes, both,
what's so hard to believe about that?
Haven't you ever felt two things before?
I've got a lot going on, inside
I'd say it to your face if I had any pride, but,
I wish you were dead
And I'd weep if you died