i hate the mornings
cause i know what they bring
you get up and take a shower in no time, your leaving
and it sounds so selfish
but i can't help but think
that if you knew how much i needed you
you'd stay cause
i hate goodbyes
i hate these tears in my eyes
i hate myself for the way i feel about you everytime
i've had enough
i'm sick of wishing he was around me every day, every night
its way too much
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