I won't come home today
Are words that break many hearts
There must be some kind of way
To keep the shelves in place
To say

And days are turning into years
What happened to our higher spheres?
The feeling to collide
The last thing I can say

Is I like you
I think I do
Hate you
I want to
Be like you
I think I do
Like you

Oh oh oh oh

There's always some excuse
To carry on like before
There must be someone out there
Who knows why this is happening

Cause I like you
I think I do
Hate you
I want to
Be like you
I think I do
Hate you

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh