You would never know what happened
Wouldn't know what the explosion felt like
Till the bomb ticked its final tick
You could never know how you'd feel about me
Till I really beat your heart with a stick.
You used to say "I could never hate you"
How naive you were
Because here you are now
With your face in a frown
Your heart in a stir.
I knew it back then
Just as I know it now
How easy it would be
How simple and quick,
So much that you're sick
No, it wouldn't be hard
To make you hate me.
Because hate is your reaction to pain
Whether or not you give it that name
Hate is still hate
And now you hate me.