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Tekster: All. Allroy For Prez. I Hate to Love.

Her glance can make you short of breath She has what words just can't express Your heart stop dead in your chest "I hate to love" A word, a song, a smile, a tear She gives a kiss that's cursed and says- She doesn't care for me, it's clear I'll never tell To see her turn and disappear I hate to love It hurt like hell I hate to love She's laughing beside someone else She's like no one else And I'm alone beside myself Hung by my rope Strung out Stretch my neck across the block Heart in my hand, axe in hers, (while she's says) Hurt I hate to love Let it drop, it just won't work So I do without "I hate to love" And die within Once we were two It just wore too thin It wore too thin I hate to love It hurts too much The time is up Everytime