For months I thought it was your love I needed to keep me alive.
Recently I found out I was wrong.
It is your hate which gives me life.

Every piercing word you've said.
Every attack towards me,
it gives me strength.
It gives me joy.
It gives me everything I lacked.
FUN!

I feed on your hate towards me,
so please, baby, hate me.
Hate me!

Sharpen your words so they pierce even further.
Make your thoughts sting me, and leave me bleeding.
I know you like it, and so do I.

Hate.
Hate.
Hate me!!

Forget about the love!
Such a weak feeling, waiting for the wind to shatter it.
Instead lets hate each other.
**** me so I can be alive.

Hate me, baby. Hate me!
Feed me with your hate.
After all, you don't seem to love me anymore,
so enter my sick game.