| When I was 17, I wished I was 23
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| When I hit 23, I wished I was 17
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| Now I’m almost 29, I wish I was 85
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| It’ll be statistically unlikely you’d be alive
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| Because I hate your guts
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| Shit, I hate you so much
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| I hope you suffer a small paper cut
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| I hope your boss makes you stay for a half hour more
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| Because I hate your guts
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| And I wish I didn’t love you anymore
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| I hate the way you breathe
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| The stupid way you sneeze
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| How does everything you eat
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| End up stuck in your teeth?
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| The way you steal my sheets when we go to bed
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| As I death stare a hole in the back of your head
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| Because I hate your guts
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| Shit, I hate you so much
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| I hope the battery dies on your phone
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| I hope your favourite TV show fails to record
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| Because I hate your guts
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| And I wish I didn’t love you anymore
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| Wish I didn’t love you, woah
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| Wish I didn’t love you, woah
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| Wish I didn’t love you, woah
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| I hope when I’m out on tour
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| You lose your keys to the door
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| Because I hate your guts
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| And I wish I didn’t love you anymore
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| Wish I didn’t love you, woah
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| Wish I didn’t love you, woah
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| Wish I didn’t love you, woah
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| So you must be mistaken if you wanna date me
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| You’d be more respected if you were to hate me
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| There’s so many warnings you choose to ignore
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| Because I hate your guts
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| And I wish I didn’t love you anymore
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| I hate your guts! |