The White Devil

I hate it when I come home
And you’re already asleep
I hate it when you throw things out
Without talking to me
I hate it how you’ve come to expect that I’ll let you down
I hate the way you seem to always make us late
you pick a fight and i take the bait
I hate the way you keep it so cold in this room
I hate how you steal the covers
I hate how you fight with your mother
But more than your favorite song
I hate it when you’re gone
yeah, I hate it when you’re gone
I hate it when I ask if I’m the best that you’ve had
you answer too slow and then turn your back
I hate it when you compare me to others that came before
I hate the way you whisper to your friends on the phone
the way you can make me feel so alone
I hate it when I feel like you’re trying to hard
I hate when you’re lost in the TV
I need you where you barely see me
But more than admitting I’m wrong
I hate it when you’re gone
said I hate it when you’re gone
it’s always, it’s never
you roll your eyes and say whatever
I just go along, I just go along
I hate just how much I adore you
I hate that I can’t be there for you
And more than admitting I’m wrong
I hate it when I see you crying
you say you’re okay, but you’re lying
And more than the dark hates the dawn
I hate it when you’re gone
and I hate it when you’re gone….!