I don't have to see your face all the time
But honestly I never do that when I'm at home either

To know that you hate me so much that you can't even
Look at me

To know that you hate me so much that you can't even
Stop yourself from screaming whenever you decide to say something

There is no point in staying here
But no point in going home either

Wouldn't it just be easier
If I didn't do any of it

If I had a gun
Would I dare to pull the trigger to make you happy?