Jamie Lenman - All The Things You Hate About Me, I Hate Them Too

Burning the bridge, Taking a knife to the phone line
Cutting the chords, Sawing a chunk out the struts in the old mine
Chickening out? Or stopping the rot if you know when
Whichever way, You won't have to deal with it ever again

It's a ruthless and hard way to be,
Severing people like limbs of a tree
I've never hidden the way that I am
A selfish, gutless, spiteful, but honest man

If you let me down,I'll let it be
But it can't go on Indefinitely
Turn the other cheek', We learn
My problem is I've only got so many to turn

I'll hold this grudge till death
Curse you with my last breath
I'll process and reject
Till I've got no one left
My doctor thinks it's best
If I get this off my chest
cos this whole mess
Is making me depressed

Who was it said Don't let there be any bad blood?
You never know
when you might be suffering, face down in the mud
Shake hands with assholes,
Just cos they have things you might need
What kind of kind of standards are these?
What kind of back-dealing, wrong way to succeed?

Cowards! Fakers! Liars! Traitors!

If a relationship dies,
it stays dead
That's how it works
in my head
Every layer I peel off,
I get thin
It's a horrible kind of game that I never win
I've got kind of code that everyone must observe
And if I die alone, maybe that's what I deserve
Every layer I peel off
I get small
And if you fall afoul of my laws well then, fuck you all

I'll hold this grudge till death Curse you with my last breath
I'll process and reject
Till I've got no one left
I think it is best
If I get this off my chest
God, this whole mess makes me depressed

So now you know,
so now you see
Why it's so hard to please me
I measure myself,
I measure you all
Against an impossible rule

A nonsense, a fiction, a contradiction
And I can't stop

Written by:
Angus Cowan, Daniel Kavanagh, HARRY GOODCHILD, Jamie Lenman, Sean Genockey

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Lyrics © Mute Song Limited

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