I think your therapist has hit the nail on head
You mess your life up and then you blame me for it
You're talking shit, it's 3 a.m., and I can't do this again
You sober up, you say you're sorry, and we're back to the start
Like how we're hooking up in the back of your car
And the radio's on
And it's playing our song
But when the chorus came
Well, you weren't even singing along
I'm just tryna keep my eyes from rollin'
Bite my tongue to stop my moaning
I can't help my gum from poppin'
I hate your guts
But I still I love you in the morning
It's true love sucks (that's right)
But I guess it's never boring (boring)
Always on the edgе of losing it
But I can't walk away
'Cause I hate your guts (tonight)
But I still love you in thе morning
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Friday night we're out somewhere that you'd recommend
Your card declines and now I'm buying drinks for your friends
I'm over it, this place is shit, and I just wanna go home
The gentleman that you are you leave me off on my own
I'm just tryna keep my eyes from rollin'
Bite my tongue to stop my moaning
I can't help my gum from poppin'
I hate your guts
But I still I love you in the morning
It's true love sucks (that's right)
But I guess it's never boring (never boring, never boring)
Always on the edge of losing it
But I can't walk away
'Cause I hate your guts (tonight)
But I still love you in the morning
There's a fine line between love and hate (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
So, we take it to the bathroom and we're best of mates
There's a fine line between love and hate (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
So, we take it to the bathroom and we're best of mates
I hate your guts (tonight)
But I still I love you in the morning
It's true love sucks (that's right)
But I guess it's never boring
Always on the edge of losing it
But I can't walk away
'Cause I hate your guts (tonight)
But I still love you in the morning