Texty: Trees. Hate Still Burns.

You turn me on then you turn me off you get me up just to let me down I'm tired of playing all of your games baby where you get to make all the rules you act all open like you want me to enter but you close it up as soon as I try I don't know why I even bother and sometimes I wish you'd die you ask me if there is a problem as if you didn't know repeat the quest I refuse to answer for I fear that I might explode I still love you so I hate myself the love is fading but the hate still burns I still love you so I hate myself the love is fading but the HATE STILL BURNS