I gotta think of something
To make you think less
Of me, that I am nothing
To hold on to, cause we are through
I dislike you

I wish that you could hate me
Them things will be so easy
Just get me off your mind
If the bitch would have a son
Then I would be the one
So hate me

Geese, flying from the winter
That's what I should do,do,do
Or become a sprinter
And run away
Cause we are through
I dislike you

I wish that you could hate me
Them things will be so easy
Just get me off your mind
If the bitch would have a son
Then I would be the one
So hate me

I being mean
Like no one's ever been
Just hate me...

I wish that you could hate me
Them things will be so easy
Just get me off your mind...




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