(R. Pollard)



I never wanted to be there without you

But I hated when we sat together waiting

I figured that without you I'd be happy

And now I know that tears could stain my pillow



Hate your perfume

Hate your perfume

I hate the way you talk to me

And if you could be a one night stand

And if you would see me then - dying down



You want me to be over can't do sorrow

And i won't play that game until tomorrow

It's funny but the children aren't singing

And if I will be home again - oh well



I hate your perfume

I hate when you wear it in the room

I hate your perfume when you wear it in my room

When you wear it in my room

I hate your perfume

Hate your perfume