I got pain from my waist upAnd I wake up and I take drugsAnd I say stuff that I make upLike I hate love and I hate that I can't lieCouldn't hate you if I triedIt'll suck for a week thenHurt more on the weekendWhen I go I see your friendsAnd I don't know what to tell them I can't lieCouldn't hate you if I triedI'mcoming around to see ya,coming around to leave yaWhat is it gonna happen when it's already broken?It hurts like you've gone,it's worse to hold onYou gave me just 80 when I needed all 100% of you latelyIt's obvious you don't even try You don't even tryI'mcoming around to see ya,coming around to leave yaWhat is it gonna happen when it's already broken?It hurts that you're gone,it's worse that I'm goneBut I know that I'll be better when you're goneSaid I know that I'll be better when you're gonedoin.