He said, don't, don't let it go to your head
Girls like you are a dime a dozen Girls like you are a dime a dozen
He said, your touch, overrated You're lush, and I hate it
But these grass stains on my knees, they won't mean nothing
And all I need to know Is that I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that
I'd never lie to you Unless I had to
I'd do what I got to Unless I had to
I'd do what I got to
Is you could slip my throat And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
And all I need to know Is that I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
And this'll be the last chance you get to drop my name
If I'm just bad news Then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news Then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news Then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news Then you're a liar
Maybe I should hate you for this
Maybe I should hate you for this