In the meantime the words they mean too much
In the meantime i wanna use you like a crutch
I wanna hate you
I wanna bait you
I wanna love you
I wanna be the object of your frustration and your lust
We break up to make up
We make up to hate f**
Hate f** x5
In the meantime the words they mean too much
In the meantime, all we wanna do is touch
I wanna hate you
I wanna bait you
I wanna love you
I wanna be the object of your frustration and your hang-ups
We break up to make up
We make up to hate f**
Hate f** x4
Hate f** x4
We break up to make up
We make up to hate f** x5