I'll take comfort in knowing that I got the best days of your life, And you got the worst of mine, but I see No point in showing the way that you are, and why My intentions have become the subject of violence Oh, I can't believe myself I stuck around just long enough to care. Oh, I fucking hate myself I hate you too, and I hope you're well aware I hope to hell that you still hurt. It's things like this I can't ignore. I want the life I had before. These days are wasted on an endless fucking war Oh, I can't believe myself I stuck around just long enough to care. Oh, I fucking hate myself I hate you too, and I hope you're well aware.