I Hate The

I hate your hair and the
Way that you stare at the
Clock on the wall as if
My seconds were not counted
So if you please
Will you get up and leave through the
Hole in my head
That you caused walking in and out
I hate the way I’ve crashed
Like a car gone too fast
That won’t veer out the way
Of the wreckage, that you caused me
Funny and ironic how
I claimed to have know-how
But between the two of us?
I’m the one that’s not quite moving on

Now it’s no secret, that I really hate you
And it’s been years, but there is still no way to
Move on from this heartbreak, that’s really painful
My friends all say that I, I should be grateful
For all the times we had, and all the moments
Just make her your friend, not your opponent
But they don’t get the things that drive me crazy
Like the way she held a pen, or the way that she

She brushed her hair at night
Or how she looked just right
Beside a painting, but she was the real work of art
So now I’m older, and I whacked my motor
But my heart is a car, with a broken engine
That won't fucking start!

Now It’s been 2 whole years and I am still alone
Like the poetry, that you ripped from my skin and bone
So now that I’m done, go out and shoot the sun
Knock out the brightest light, that I’ve ever seen before my eyes
I’m on my laptop, I, am really struggling
To stay on my two feet, but soon I’m tumbling
Down the hill we went, to where you dumped me
I thought I would be fine, but soon I would be...

Starting to write words down
Starting to drive to town
And order coffee, stay up as late as I needed to
To get these feelings out
Express the way I drowned
One more time I’ll strike these chords
Sing words you can’t ignore
Stay out of my life
Before I spiral down again
Now that you’ve been warned
Listen as I perform
The words I’ve tried to say
Fuck you, I’m better off this way

*Guitar Solo*

I hate the way I plead, like all the hearts that bleed
Scraping it off my sleeve, stains of blood, now never washing out
I may be older, but winter feels colder
And unlike the dawn, you were the sun that always set

I. Hate. The

Way I’m not moving on, and pretending I’m strong
When I am breaking down, in the library reading poetry
So if you offer, well I’m feeling softer
To let you into my life, so I can start to hate again
So I can start to hate again
So I can start to hate again
So I can start to hate again
So I can start to hate again
So I can start to hate again
So I can start to hate again
I hate the way this never ends
Zzzzzzzzzah!
I’m Feelin’ better