Hated Now I know what it's like to be hated Now I know what it's like to be hated It didn't matter that I loved you more than anything Now I know what it's like to be hated And I'll never try again I touch your arms No, cold and lifeless I touch your breasts Cold hard slabs Of marble on your chest My hips brush your thight Rigid hard fenceposts Nothing left in your scarecrow eyes Now I know what it's like to be hated Now I know what it's like to be hated It didn't matter that I loved you more than anything Now I know what it's like to be hated And I'll never try again No, I'll never try again Never try, I'll never try again Never try, I'll never try again © 1995 John Mendenhall
