Now I hate you
by Guiguemar
Think you know so much
You don't have the touch
And all those things you hide
Are eating you up inside
Myself? I know I'm inept
But my soul is free of debt
As for you my sweet friend
There are things you must tend.
Your front blind is open wide
No where to run nowhere to hide
Sick of playing cat and mouse
I just want to burn your house
Memories shred your face
Not leaving the faintest trace
As for love turned to hate
I'm afraid it's just too late...
Now I HATE You