Texty: Frenzal Rhomb. Hate.

Well, I trusted you with everything
Between my head and soul
But maybe now you don't believe I've got one

Say that I don't understand
But fucking hell, I tried
You just drank it up and spat it in my face

Because I hate the way, you hate the way
You hate the way, I hate the way
You hate the way, you hate the way
You hate the way, you, way

I hate the way, I hate the way
I hate the way, I hate the way
You hate the way, you hate

That'll be it, dirty boy