I Love You. I Hate You. I Love You. I Hate To Love You.
I hate to love you. I hate to want you. I hate to dream about you. I hate to need you. I hate to see you everytime I close my eyes.
If I had a moment alone with you, what would I say, what would I do?
Would I tell you how much you hurt me, or would I be too weak to speak?
Back in high school, you were all I could think about. Now things change so much... Not that much.
I Love You. I Hate You. I Love You. I Hate To Love You.
I hate to love you. I hate to want you. I hate to dream about you. I to need you. I hate to see you everytime I close my eyes.