Part I Nobody knows, nobody knows, no one You’ll never know, you’ll never know me, hon Nobody knows, nobody knows, no one You’ll never know, you’ll never know me, hon I hate all the things that I love I love this whole bottle of NyQuil I never can get enough I keep my main girl on the side still I took two more, don’t judge me I used to hope everyone loved me Now I could just give a f** I hate all the things that I love I hate all the things that I love I love this whole bottle of Jameson I love all the things that don’t make sense Like I love you So I love all the things that I hate It would be better if you moved away Maybe somewhere with clouds and more rain Where you don’t know me ’cause you don’t know me anyway Nobody knows, nobody knows, no one You’ll never know, you’ll never know me, hon You don’t know me anyway Nobody knows, nobody knows, no one You’ll never know, you’ll never know I hate all the things that I love I don’t really know what to tell you I’m not gonna break out this shell For you in this little hotel room ‘Cause I know when you look at me That you just see something to gain, girl You don’t know who I have become Don’t call me my government name, girl I can see where this is headed, hey You’re already fading away in my mind Your mouth is not moving, it’s saying it’s fine But I know that I cannot make up the time For all the hurt that your daddy put on you I’d rather take a Caddy to Atlanta inside [?] To Little Ronny’s house, I’d pretend I’m Bill Bellamy Hit up 2 Chainz (2 Chainz!), I’ll prolly sell a beat You’ve never met a man like me, I don’t fit in your plan (tell ’em!) I’m a multi-millionaire that’s livin’ in a van And I am not your husband, not your boyfriend, not your man I am simply somethin’ I don’t think you understand, no one Nobody knows, nobody knows, no one (no one) You’ll never know, you’ll never know me, hon Nobody knows, nobody knows, no one (no one) You’ll never know, you’ll never know me, hon Part II Oh-oh, yeah Oh-oh, yeah I hate all the things that I love I wanna believe in religion But nobody reminds me of God I wanna believe in what I hear and what I read But it mostly reminds me I’m lost I wanna believe that when I f** it’s romantic But no lovers remind me of love I hate all the things that I love And I need to believe in moderation ‘Cause believers believe in too much I learned to lie I learned to lie when I was younger Tell me somethin’ true Tell me somethin’ true Oh, tell me somethin’ true Tell me somethin’ true This whole f**in’ thing is a front The beard, the love and the cameras I’ve kept it all up for years Now I don’t have too much more stamina And I haven’t been this depressed Since soph*more year in my trenchcoat Silently screamin’ out “Why the f** I gotta ride this bench, coach?” Females beware, I’m reckless, I’m loose My smile is my makeup, my necklace is my noose And I know all the words that you’re tryin’ to hear The same three ones that got me hidin’ in fear Are they I love you? There, is that enough? But don’t say I never warned you I hate all the things that I love Oh-oh, yeah Oh-oh, yeah Oh-oh, yeah Oh-oh, yeah