You hate that you love me You hate that you want me back I hate that I love you But, baby, it got too sad You hate that you love me You hate that you want me back I hate that I love you But, baby, it got too sad We talk on the phone, you ask me, "Are you alone?" So, I'm like, "Fuck it, I'll leave," I tell my friends nothing's wrong And now the drunk kids are screaming, standing on the sidewalk You say, "What's going on?" I said, "You wanted to talk" But we've got nothing to say, you say, "I love you, okay?" But you sound so fucking weird, and maybe guilty, I fear And now I'm losing my trust, and that's the story of us Is that the story of us? You hate that you love me You hate that you want me back I hate that I love you But, baby, it got too sad I'm losing my patience I don't know what's bad or good I'm trying to hold on To a picture of us I took You told me to stop, but I was wanting to go And we were already late, so I sped through the yellow It didn't matter to me, and does it matter to you? Just an excuse you can use to treat me so goddamn rude Now we're both fucking late, and no, I don't want to stay Wanted to call it this morning, you're hating me anyway you can So I got out the car, and now I'm taking the bus Is that the story of us? And I don't know if I can trust If that's the end of the story of us And I don't know if I'll ever trust again Is that the end, the end of us?
