H8 Lovin

I lost the colour in my cheeks
I lost 5 pounds in a week
They say that misery loves company
But i disagree
Seven hours on this couch
Yeh i should try and leave this house
I lose momentum every sentence
That leaves my mouth
Don’t you hate loving me
You should come around and see
All the strangers in my dreams
I sold expressions in confession
With a wilhelm scream
Now im running on these fumes
Moving pictures get me through
I sold my soul to buy some clothes
So i could start a new
Don’t you hate loving me