Hate - Hawthorne Heights

I hate my job, I hate my life

I hate every fucking thing in this world

I swear to God, if I had a knife

I’d cut my heart out and give it to her

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

I hate my Mom and I hate my Dad

For leaving me alone in this world

I swear to God, it hurts so fucking bad

To be the only one left in this world

I hate my job, I hate my life

I hate every fucking thing in this world

I swear to God, if I had a knife

I’d cut my heart out and give it to her

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

I hate my voice and I hate these drums

I hate every fucking part of this song

I hate my job and I hate my life

I hate every fucking thing in this world

I swear to God, if I had a knife

I’d cut my heart out and give it to her

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night

It takes all day, all day, all day

All day to get through the night