Oh we could blame it on this city

Nurture beating out my better judgement

We could scream \'Oh God why did you do this?\'

While still leaning on bad shoulders

After all the things I\'ve been through

Was this delusion of control?

Like using hands to hold water

It just as quickly hits the floor

Sometimes I hate you

Cause I can\'t get enough

I can\'t just simply have it all Maybe it\'s my hand, with a knife at my neck

I can\'t just simply have it all Sometimes just a little\'s enough

Maybe I\'m just thinking too much

All my numbers burning red now

Just like the color of my stomach

We consume like we breathe LA air

But what is it really all for?

Sometimes I hate you

Cause I can\'t get enough

I can\'t just simply have it all Maybe it\'s my hand, with a knife at my neck

I can\'t just simply have it all Sometimes just a little\'s enough

Maybe I\'m just thinking too much