Hate You

This will be the last song I ever write about you Guess it's the only way left to communicate You never listened to my music anyway Look at me now Such a pitiful place You found someone I thought that'd help erase These crazy thoughts that we were never broken You can't see red flags with rose colored glasses I hate that I miss you I hate that I'm lost I hate those dead flowers you taped to your wall I hate that you're okay and I can't move on I hate that somehow this is all my fault I hate that I'm wide awake watching the door I hate these long showers sitting on the floor I hate in the end it was me who was wrong I hate that I don't really hate you at all I killed you in my head now If I see you out with friends I'll just tell me self that it's a phantom or illusion Guess I haven't chosen which Look at me now Such a pitiful place You found someone I thought that'd help erase These crazy thoughts that we were never broken You can't see red flags with rose colored glasses I hate that I miss you I hate that I'm lost I hate those dead flowers you taped to your wall I hate that you're okay and I can't move on I hate that somehow this is all my fault I hate that I'm wide awake watching the door I hate these long showers sitting on the floor I hate in the end it was me who was wrong I hate that I don't really hate you at all But I kind of wish I did I don't really hate you at all