In the meantime the words they mean too much
In the meantime I wanna use you like a crutch
I wanna hate you

I wanna bait you
I wanna love you
I wanna be the object of your frustration and your lust


We break up to make up
We make up to hate $#&@

Hate $#&@ x5

In the meantime the words they mean too much

In the meantime, all we wanna do is touch
I wanna hate you
I wanna bait you

I wanna love you
I wanna be the object of your frustration and your hang-ups


We break up to make up
We make up to hate $#&@
Hate $#&@ x4


Hate $#&@ x4


We break up to make up
We make up to hate $#&@ x5