Hate Myself
Could it be different? Did I ruin the day?
Oh, do you look angry? Oh, what did I say?
Filling in the gaps, build a problem that
Neither of us needs, something wrong with me (mmh-mmh-mmh)
I'm getting desperate, losing my mind
Oh, how do we get here, every time?
One will fold their arms, one will do the dance
Really is no need, something wrong with me
No, I don't think I can help it (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)
(Nope)
Oh, so illogical, I'm not magical, I can't read your mind!
But how can you not hear the whole conversation?
I have, sitting still with a brain on fire
I know, it's a me-thing
Eyes closed - isn't helping?
When you go quiet, I hate myself
When you go quiet, I hate myself
Look at you sideways, playing a game
Oh, what if I laugh now, think I'm insane
Filling in the gaps, build a problem that
Neither of us needs, something wrong with me
Pushing a boundary, something to prove
Strong expectation, you already lose
Oh, one will fold their arms, one will do the dance
Really is no need, something wrong with me
No, I don't think I can help it (k)
Oh, so illogical, I'm not magical, I can't read your mind! (read your mind)
But how can you not hear the whole conversation?
I have, sitting still with a brain on fire (brain on fire)
I know, it's a me-thing
Eyes closed - isn't helping?
When you go quiet, I hate myself
When you go quiet, I hate myself
Give me a mystery
Maybe they'll bloom for me
It's always the quiet ones
Oh, something here must be done
I'm hoping I'm ready here
Don't think they get me, dear
I'm only proving how
I'm only worth losing now
Give me a mystery, maybe they'll bloom for me
It's always the quiet ones, something here must be done
I'm hoping I'm ready here, don't think they get me, dear
(When you go quiet, I hate myself)
Don't think they get me, dear
(No I don't...)
Give me a mystery, maybe they'll bloom for me
It's always the quiet ones, something that must be done
I'm hoping I'm ready here, don't think they get me, dear
(When you go quiet, I hate myself)
Don't think they get me, dear
No, I don't think (don't think they get me here)
I can help it (don't think they get me here)
No, I don't think (don't think they get me here)
I can help it (when you go quiet, I hate myself)
(Don't think they get me here)
No, I don't think (don't think they get me here)
I can help it (don't think they get me here)
No, I don't think (don't think they get me here)
I can help it (when you go quiet, I hate myself)
No, I don't think
I can help it
(MM-mm-mm-mm)
Compositor: Dorothy Miranda Clark (Dodie Clark)
ECAD: Obra #29625390