"Hate Me" lyrics

"Hate Me"

So I hear that you hate me
I've had that feeling lately
Like something's holding me down
But now there's no holding back

I bet you think you can break me
That puts a smile on my face
Not like the one that you fake
Oh yes I'm hip to your game

And I know you know it too
Fuck me, well fuck you
Did I bruise your precious feelings
Did I cut you right through

Is that not what you try and do
When you tell me that I'm crazy
But I'll keep standing my ground
It seems like you're losing track

And don't forget that I see through
I smell what's rotten inside
Ain't got no momma to run to
'Cause she doesn't want you

And I know you know it's true
Fuck me, well fuck you
Did I bruise your precious feelings
Did I cut you right through

Is that not what you try and do
Fuck me, well fuck you
Did I bruise your precious feelings
Did I cut you right through

Is that not what you try and do
Fuck me, well fuck you
Did I bruise your precious feelings
Did I cut you right through

Is that not what you try and do
Fuck me, well fuck you
Did I bruise your precious feelings, baby
Did I cut you right through

Oh yeah
Well I hope I did


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