100 Ways To Hate
Five Finger Death Punch (Best-Muzon.ru) Lyrics

I hate the way that you're looking at me
I despise the way your gaze communicates insincerity towards me.

As if I don't know that you're lying again
You seem to think I'm oblivious to your repeated deceit.

And I hate the way that you're talking to me
I loathe the manner in which you converse with me.

It seems we were never really close were we
Clearly, our relationship lacked genuine intimacy and understanding.

Now I hate the way that you're looking at me
Once more, I detest your gaze that betrays your dishonesty.

As if I don't know you're lying again
You continue to act as though your fabrications elude me.

And I hate the way that you're talking to me
I find your words deeply frustrating and dismissive.

Cuz it seems we were never really close were we
Our apparent connection was merely superficial and lacked depth.

Oooooh
An expression of disillusionment and disappointment.

Don't wanna be honest
I feel reluctant to confront the truth of our situation.

Flying on my own shit
I'm trying to navigate my own turmoil and chaotic thoughts.

Gotta make it over now
I need to transcend or move past this emotional struggle.

How
Questioning the feasibility of resolving my internal conflict.

Can I say I'm sorry
I grapple with the difficulty of expressing remorse.

Crying on my own knees
I'm in a vulnerable position, overwhelmed by sorrow and despair.

Please don't see me like this
I wish to hide my pain from your judgmental gaze.

I cannot be truthful with myself
I'm struggling to face my own realities and emotions honestly.

Cause when I ask and plead for help
In moments of desperation, I seek support from others.

I do not get off my shelf
Despite my wishes, I remain stagnant and inactive.

And when you try I just repel
Your attempts at connection push me further away.

And if you died I'd need some help
Even in the hypothetical absence of your presence, I'd still struggle.

Just replying to myself
I'm trapped in a cycle of self-dialogue without resolution.

And I need to get paid
I feel pressured to find ways to secure my financial stability.

I've been going crazy
My mental state has been deteriorating under stress and confusion.

And I've been losing my mind
I'm struggling to maintain my sanity amidst the chaos.

I've been going crazy
The overwhelming turmoil continues to consume me.

And I can't find the damn time
I'm overwhelmed and unable to prioritize or manage time effectively.

For you I'd give everything I have
I'm willing to sacrifice all that I possess for your sake.

And I don't have a lot
Acknowledging that my resources are limited and scarce.

I'll do everything I can
I'm prepared to exhaust all efforts in hopes of reconciliation.

If it means I'll get you back
I'm willing to endure anything for the chance to reclaim our lost connection.

But you don't even care that much about me
I sense your indifference towards my feelings and struggles.

I just need to know if you're really fucking sorry
I'm desperate for genuine acknowledgment of your regret over past actions.

I hate the way that you're looking at me
Once again, I resent the dishonest expression you wear.

As if I don't know that you're lying again
You assume I am unaware of your ongoing deceit.

And I hate the way that you're talking to me
Your words infuriate me, loaded with dishonesty.

It seems we were never really close were we
Reflecting on the reality that our bond lacked authenticity.

Now I hate the way that you're looking at me
Yet again, your gaze fills me with disdain.

As if I don't know you're lying again
You still believe I am oblivious to your untruths.

And I hate the way that you're talking to me
Your insincere communication is intolerable.

Cuz it seems we were never really close were we
It's apparent our supposed intimacy was illusory.

Shit
A frustrated acknowledgment of the situation at hand.

Lately losing focus
I find myself distracted and unable to concentrate.

Everything seems bogus
My perception of reality is distorted and untrustworthy.

Memories don't tend to fade so quick but
Recalling past experiences proves to be a lasting struggle.

I've been losing patience
My ability to tolerate this situation is dwindling.

Falling down so gracious
I'm experiencing decline yet striving to maintain dignity.

Still remember the taste of her lipstick
A vivid memory lingers; nostalgic yet painful.

I've been talking too much
I recognize that my over-communication is excessive.

Maybe I just need to pipe down
Perhaps I should silence my thoughts and reflect.

Lied about keeping in touch
I was dishonest about my intentions to stay connected.

But I still wish that you would come around
Despite my lies, I long for your presence in my life.

I know you're not over me
I can see that you still have unresolved feelings for me.

Why you always calling me
Pondering your frequent attempts to reach out despite our issues.

I'm too far gone can't come back you see
I feel irretrievably lost in my own turmoil.

You so fucked up girl you need some therapy
I believe you struggle with your own issues that require professional help.

I know you need me there shit I still gotta work on me
I acknowledge your dependency on me while recognizing my own need for growth.

This bitch got a mouth on her
Your words are biting and critical, revealing your disdain.

She's sucking and she's chatting shit
You seem to engage in negative gossip and hostility.

Shit
An exclamation of frustration at the current situation.

I think I might come over now
I contemplate making a spontaneous visit despite my reservations.

Can you get out my life
I wish for you to exit from the complications you bring to my existence.

And out my house
I desire distance from you in both my personal space and my life.

I hate the way that you're looking at me
Once again, your gaze embodies disrespect and deceit.

As if I don't know that you're lying again
You are mistaken in believing I remain ignorant of your lies.

And I hate the way that you're talking to me
Your disingenuous conversation repulses me.

It seems we were never really close were we
Our perceived bond lacked any substantial reality.

Now I hate the way that you're looking at me
Your insincere expression continues to infuriate me.

As if I don't know you're lying again
You carry on as if your dishonesty is inconceivable to me.

And I hate the way that you're talking to me
Your words evoke animosity within me.

Cuz it seems we were never really close were we
It's clear that our relationship was devoid of authenticity.

W-W-W-Wer-r-r-re we
Questioning the very foundations of our former relationship.

Were we
Reflecting on the reality of our supposed connection.