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I hate your face in those motherfucking pictures

And I hate the space between us who you’re being a dick

And I’m sick of waiting and waiting and waiting for you to pick up the pace

So I hate your face

I hate your clothes on the hangers in the closet

But my hate it flows to you it’s just a slap on the wrist

And I’m pissed for waiting and waiting and waiting for how long who knows

So I hate your clothes

I don’t need you to throw me a goddamn parade

Or to buy a one bedroom in a Hell’s Kitchen

But it might be nice to think that I’ve made

Some kind of difference

Any kind of difference

Besides just getting you laid

I hate the chase, the game you like to cheat at

But I’d hate the case where you were never near me at all

It’s your call I’ll be here waiting and waiting and waiting

Oh I hate this and forgetting all about it would just be bliss

But still you’re right there eating away at my day

While im waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting

‘Cause you need your space

So I hate your face

Yep I hate your face

Woah I hate your face

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