Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hate Me (Sometimes), artist - Stand Atlantic. Date of issue: 16.09.2019
Song language: English
Hate Me (Sometimes) |
| Oh, where did I go wrong? |
| Limbs in a noose |
| Thought I’d be better, but written off to tell you the truth |
| Dead in the water, carry me home |
| Get off on whiplash, I’m losing myself red and I’m blue |
| I set fires so deliberately |
| 'Til I taste the smoke, on every part of me |
| My hands are promised to my dirty jeans |
| But I would sell myself to almost anything |
| I don’t need your help, you should probably save yourself |
| There’s blood on my hands (You should probably save yourself) |
| I think I like the way you hate me sometimes |
| Hate me sometimes (Take it back) |
| You come and go just like the bones I’m breaking |
| Bones I’m breaking (Take it back) |
| I think I like the way you hate me sometimes |
| Oh-oh |
| Give me a moment and cut me loose |
| Buried in my bed ('Cause all of this is dim until) |
| I set fires so deliberately |
| 'Til I taste the smoke on every part of me |
| And I can’t swallow what you throw at me |
| Though I don’t need your help |
| (You should probably save yourself) |
| I think I like the way you hate me sometimes |
| Hate me sometimes (Take it back) |
| You come and go just like the bones I’m breaking |
| Bones I’m breaking (Take it back) |
| I don’t need your help, you should probably save yourself |
| 'Cause there’s blood on my hands, it’s hanging over my head |
| (Take it back, take it back) |
| (Take it back, take it back) |
| I think we’re shaking the room, there’s nothing left to hold onto |
| (Take it back, take it back) |
| Maybe we’re stuck in the dark, it doesn’t matter I’m see-through |
| (Take it back, take it back) |
| I think I like the way you hate me sometimes |
| Hate me sometimes (Take it back) |
| You come and go just like the bones I’m breaking |
| Bones I’m breaking (Take it back) |
| I don’t need your help, you should probably save yourself |
| 'Cause there’s blood on my hands, it’s hanging over my head |
| I think I love the way you hate me sometimes |
| Hate me sometimes, don’t take it back |
| You come and go just like the bones I’m breaking |
| Bones I’m breaking, can’t take it back |
| I don’t need your help, you should probably save yourself |
| I don’t need your help, you should probably save yourself |