I Hate Love by Garbage
Your words are pretty but I already know who you are.
We knew you before you met me, long before we were part.
Before you tricked me and laid on my bones.
Before you kissed me and buried my hope.
Before you stole my spirit, and load the show into the wall.
Show your world,
they lay all their dreams on you.
They let you in and you start to believe yourself, as a miracle.
On front, I was on you on front.
Innocent and open as any lamb, and hoping for paradise.
I hate love
And I hate love
So I hate love
Yeah, I hate love
Love makes you desperate,
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