Smile

I hate my friends
I hate my friends
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate me
I hate my friends
I hate my friends
Two in the morning here I am turning blue
I’m drinking up for an old friend
Bourbon can’t clean my mind of this voice in my head
I hate my friends 'cause they make me
Think about the smile that I’m faking
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate my, I hate my friends
Yeah, that’s the scene that I am in
Lying, at odds with every bland image
How many excuses can this fool listen to?
You never cared, there was no us
Only misery and distrust
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate my
I hate my, I hate my, I hate my friends
I don’t care
I don’t care