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And I hate the fact that my heart doesn’t grow
And I hate the smell of cigarette smoke
And I hate old movies unless they make me cry

And I hate the jerk that you’ve turned out to be
And I hate the sand that holds back the seas
And I hate the fact that you don’t love me for me

And I hate the feel of rock bottom
That’s when life hurts the most
And I just, I wish it could be over
But it won’t stop, no it won’t stop

And I hate the wind when it messes with my hair
And I hate my scars and how they got there
And I hate the girls that curse like sailors

And I hate the clouds that bring on the storms
And I hate cold air because it’s not warm
And I hate the pain that keeps my heart so sore

I just need you to love me
And maybe, things would be okay.