'cuz you probably won't understand it

Don't settle down in a permanent way

'cuz you haven't the right to demand it



I'm writing you a hate song

I don't want to have to hold your hand

I'm writing you a hate song

And i'm hoping that you'll understand



Let it be said that it hasn't been said

When there wasn't the will to unearth it

Relive the germs to awaken the worms

Just to ask them if it's worth it

So let's get one thing straight:

The halls have narrowed, leaving aphids in the marrow...



So you say so

And i say what

And the difference ain't worth debating

I never wanted the mud in the face

But i couldn't have known what was waiting...