At dawn I found a silver hair cascading from my head Pulled it out, I took a breath and then pictured us both dead My fingers grip ceramic sink, blood drips from my teeth As I think of bumping into you at the store or at the beach
Maybe I'll write you a note - Maybe I won't - I can't tell you what I hate you for ‘Cause baby, you'll never come home - You'd rather be alone - I can't tell you what I hate you for But I hate that you don't love me anymore
It's four am, I'm restless and clawing at the sheets Almost forgot the shape you'd take when drifting off to sleep The feeling of your hand in mine is fading with the siren calls But the ambulance must've missed my house ‘cause I'm not alive at all, I'm not alive at all
So maybe I'll write you a note Maybe I won't - I can't tell you what I hate you for ‘Cause baby, you'll never come home You'd rather be alone - I can't tell you what I hate you for But you don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me) You don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me) You don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me) You don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me) And I hate that you don't love me anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
