I hate myself for this

I hate how I feel when I’m with you

I hate this double life I seem to be living

Boy I hate everything you do.

When you walk into the room,

I hate the way I look at you

I hate the way I can’t stop staring

Boy I hate the way you get to me.

When you smile at me,

I hate the way you look at me

I hate the way you touch my face

I hate the way you kill me when you hold me

I hate myself for allowing this

I hate myself completely

Oh boy, your making me hate my whole life

If you aren’t in it, absolutely.