This will be the last song
I ever write about you
Guess it's the only way left to communicate
You never listened to my music anywayLook at me now
Such a pitiful place
You found someone
I thought that'd help erase
These crazy thoughts that we were never broken
You can't see red flags with rose colored glassesI hate that I miss you
I hate that I'm lost
I hate those dead flowers you taped to your wall
I hate that you're okay and I can't move on
I hate that somehow this is all my fault
I hate that I'm wide awake watching the door
I hate these long showers sitting on the floor
I hate in the end it was me who was wrong
I hate that I don't really hate you at allI killed you in my head now
If I see you out with friends
I'll just tell me self that it's a phantom or illusion
Guess I haven't chosen whichLook at me now
Such a pitiful place
You found someone
I thought that'd help erase
These crazy thoughts that we were never broken
You can't see red flags with rose colored glassesI hate that I miss you
I hate that I'm lost
I hate those dead flowers you taped to your wall
I hate that you're okay and I can't move on
I hate that somehow this is all my fault
I hate that I'm wide awake watching the door
I hate these long showers sitting on the floor
I hate in the end it was me who was wrong
I hate that I don't really hate you at allBut I kind of wish I did
I don't really hate you at all