Hate a lot of things
But i love a few things
And you are one of them


Hard to believe
After all of these years

But you are one of them

Walk down the street

I'm thinking:
Everybody move along
I've got a sad-hearted needing

To belong

Nevertheless

It's all the mess you made
But i can let it go


Walk down the street
I'm thinking:
Look at all the ants in a farm

I've got a sad-hearted feeling
To harm


Hate a lot of things
But i love a few things
And you are one of them