Last night I heard a song it brought back all these awful feelings I never listened long enough but now I get the meaning I was your broken record, soundtrack to your starry ceiling Our track was skipping, starting over is it worth repeating? You sang along and I still lie awake at night I can’t stop thinking about the way you said I hope you hear this song over and over again I hope it burns a hole right through your fucking head And while you’re out there dancing to someone new I hope you hear this song, I hope it kills you too I hope you hate this song (Hate this song) Like I hate you (Like I hate you) The ghost of your melody it haunts me like a fading echo You cut through the silence like the sirens through my bedroom window I should be moving on but you don’t want to let me let go I’ve heard this one a million times and I hope That when you hear this song over and over again I hope it burns a hole right through your fucking head And while you’re out there dancing to someone new I hope you hear this song, I hope it kills you too I hope you hate this song (Hate this song) Like I hate you (Like I hate you) When you hear my voice, I hope it makes you sick Next time you sing along, you can choke on it, yeah! Yeah I hope it makes you sick, sick, sick, sick I hope it makes you sick (Hahaha, shit) I hope you hear this song over and over again I hope it burns a hole right through your fucking head And while you’re out there dancingto someone new I hope you hear this song I hope it kills you too I hope you hate this song I hope you hate this song Like I hate you Like I hate you I hope you hate this song I fucking hate this song Like I hate you Like I hate you I hope you hate this song