I'll take comfort in knowing that I got the best days of your life,
And you got the worst of mine, but I see
No point in showing the way that you are, and why
My intentions have become the subject of violence

Oh, I can't believe myself
I stuck around just long enough to care.
Oh, I fucking hate myself
I hate you too, and I hope you're well aware

I hope to hell that you still hurt.
It's things like this I can't ignore.
I want the life I had before.
These days are wasted on an endless fucking war

Oh, I can't believe myself
I stuck around just long enough to care.
Oh, I fucking hate myself
I hate you too, and I hope you're well aware.