L.O.V.E. (I Hate You)

Your selfishness is horrid
And your beauty is queen
Puts the pain gut-wrenching
And the grass a sickly green
The troubles of youth
Have got your hair in a mess
And when you speak there's length in excess
About your storm and stress

Our love was never sacred
Kept me figuring out what to do
L-O-V-E
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you

There's blood on the frosting
When you cut the cake
The meaning lies much deeper
You're a big mistake
Let me count the ways
On the squirming centipede
You'll never find what you're looking for
With these insatiable needs

Our love was never sacred
Kept me figuring out what to do
L-O-V-E
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you

Your passion is a pesticide
The birds and bees are never in my trees
You'll never find what you're looking for
With these insatiable needs
The trouble of youth
Have got your hair in a mess
When you speak
There's a length in excess
About your storm and stress

Our love was never sacred
Kept me figuring out what to do
L-O-V-E
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you