Nhạc sĩ: Aaron Dessner, Gracie Abrams
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Last night I spiraled alone in the kitchen
Making pretend that the furniture listened
Wasn't the best of my mental conditions
But I tried thinking of you without any forgiveness
Because I was the one who'd stay up and call you
And I'd drive to your house for the * that you went through
And I'd drive to your house for the * that you went through
And I'd drive to your house for the * that you went through
Then I wasted my breath when I tried to console you
Didn't I?
Cause we didn't happen the way we were supposed to
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
But tonight I found myself
On the back, it was right where you left it
But you ain't kinda perfect, I'll give you the credit
It just drank something strong to try to forget
But it wasn't right
No, you're not even here, but you're doing my head in
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I should hate you
I feel stupid
Like I almost crashed my bed
Driving home to talk about you at my table in the dark
All I ever think about is where the hell you even are
And I swear to God I'd kill you if I loved you less hard
After all of this time I still get disappointed
But you're doing alright and you don't even know it
I would show cause of you that my standards are broken in my mind
I would bend back to you if you left the door open
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you
I know that I should hate you