100 lyrics for "You love me, you hate me"

Don't let them throw me away Flesh wound, flesh wound With medication it will fade Should I assume that someone hears me when I pray Full of hate Don't you love how I pray? Keep me and I'll be okay
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I hate love songs (I hate love songs) Yeah, I really do (I really do) But I love you I hate Shakespeare and Gosling and cakes with white frosting Two names in a heart-shaped tattoo I think cupid is stupid and violets are purple not blue I hate catching
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You and I, stand with our heads held up high Me and you, together whatever we do All the love - you've given me, I cherish, babe, so All the times - I've spent with you, I treasure girl, you Everything I possess is down to you more or less Anything that
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Every Day I Have The Blues (Recorded Live At the Regal Theatre, Chicago, Illinois, November 21, 1964)
B.B. King
Everyday I have the blues When you see me worryin' woman, honey, it's you I hate to lose Nobody seems to care Nobody loves me Yes, nobody loves me Speaking of worries and trouble darling, you know I've had my share Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
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'Cause, girl, you're perfect You're always worth it And you deserve it The way you work it 'Cause, girl, you earned it (shit) Girl, you earned it, yeah So I love when you call unexpected 'Cause I hate when the moment's expected
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Silent dance with death. Everything is lost. Torn by the arrival of Autumn. The blink of an eye, you know it's me. You keep the dagger close at hand. And you saw nothing. False love turned to pure hate. The wind cried a lamentation, before merging with
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Trough all my school days I hated boys Those April fool days Brought me loveless joy I read my Plato Love I thought a sin, But since your kiss I'm reading Miss Glynn! I took one look at you
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Lose yourself and the ones you love Throwing stones at the bones. setting fire to homes Throwing stones at the bones, don't end up alone Terrified, at the thought of losing myself again years of doubt and hate have led me to flee to your gaze I'm
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You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate
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What do you got, if you ain't got love Whatever you got, it just ain't enough You're walkin' the road, but you're goin' nowhere You're tryin' to find your way home, but there's no one there Who do you hold, in the dark of night You wanna give up, but
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