Ah, you hate me.
Yeah, you hate me.
You think I don't see murder in your eye when you're looking at me.
Eh, you love me.
Yeah, you love me.
You don't wanna be noticeably enamored of me.
So Bon Voyage sweetface, keep looking for the hole in one.
Take a look at what you've done.
Be a man, get yourself a trenchcoat.
I'm feeling crazy can you get me a gun? Oh...
I hate you.
I hate you!
You think I don't see your inlimited insecurity.
I love you.
Yeah, I love you, 'cause you know me by what I let you, by what I let you see.
I love you.
I love you, 'cause you know me by what I let you, by what I let you see.