I don't know how to love. I just know how to live. All I feel is hate. Will you forgive me? I don't know how to breathe with you too far away. Will you forgive me? There's nothing to me now. An empty shell unfolded. How, when we learn to pray inside our

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't wanna beg I hate to do this But you're a pain in the neck I thought you knew this You're handing me a canceled check You're so helpless

Why don't you hate me? I'll be the first there And I'll be the last there I'm not gonna last here I'm not gonna last long Everyone hates me, but nobody knows me Where did the time go, could somebody show me? Get in and ride slow, you know where I'm going

The seven things I hate about you I wanna be with the one I know You make me love you You're vain, your games, you're insecure You love me, you like her You made me laugh, you made me cry, I don't know which side to buy Your friends, they're jerks, and

Are you ready (are you ready)? Don't hate the black Don't hate the white If you get bit Just hate the bite Make sure your heart is beatin' right How's your backbone How's your eye? Add some bottom on mighty tight

Rescue me from the demons in my mind Rescue me, rescue me, rescue me Sell yourself to save your soul Rescue me from the lovers in my life Sell yourself to save your soul, you gotta, oh, oh Rescue me, oh, oh Whatever you do, don't ever play my game Too

I want them to hate me I want them to hate I don't feel so far away from you lately Love me on the sly Wipe it up you're capable Of putting back A few when you have to Memorize the history Of your body like a virgin

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

Don't be spiteful Don't get too caught up with that nigga 'Cause you got you a nigga What we had wasn't love, love, love, love, yeah Don't hate on my new bitches And I won't be spiteful I see you takin' shots girl I see you ain't forgot girl Take us out