You Hurt Me (And I Hate You)

Well the sun came up this morning
Like a burning red balloon
It broke into my window
And it slipped across the room
It spread itself upon me Like the smell of sweet perfume
I was sleeping like a baby
Im not a saviour
Im not a saint
Im not an angel
Im not that quaint
Dont need a preacher
To be that wise
Dont need a teacher —
Ive got my eyes…
You hurt me &I hate you
You hurt me A history of bitterness
You have left a blazing trail
If you had been a hammer
Id be a broken nail
You gave me nothing —
Nothing but regrets
Dont think its over —
Its not over yet
You hurt me &I hate you
You hurt me…
And everytime
You try to fool yourself
Youve only got yourself
To blame
And every lie you ever
Told yourself
Will all come back to you
One day