Текст песни these lies - clide

I hate to think of you again
I hate the freckles on your skin
Hate your hair 'cause it was blonde
And the list goes on and on

Hate the way that you look, hate the way that you smile
Hate the way that you laugh, hate the way that you cry
Hate the way that I have to tell all of these lies
Just to make myself happy

Hate the way that you talk to yourself in your sleep
And the distance you go for your hopes and your dreams
Hate the way that I have to tell all of these lies
Just to make myself happy

Moving on is harder than I ever thought it would be
Trying not to think of you is harder than it should be
You're amazing and I hate it 'cause I know I wasn't
Maybe now I'll be the man you always thought I could be

One, two, out the door, girl, you left, I hit the floor
Lying, left with nothing to lose
Now three, four, overdose, wish that I could pull you close
But right now, I can't handle the truth

Hate the way that you look, hate the way that you smile
Hate the way that you laugh, hate the way that you cry
Hate the way that I have to tell all of these lies
Just to make myself happy

Hate the way that you talk to yourself in your sleep
And the distance you go for your hopes and your dreams
Hate the way that I have to tell all of these lies
Just to make myself happy

Hate the way that you look, hate the way that you smile
Hate the way that you laugh, hate the way that you cry
Hate the way that I have to tell all of these lies
Just to make myself happy