you wanna make a difference but it seems like you're nothin' you start to hate everything you turned against everyone the jerkss at the corner shop all the mugs up your block so you say
(chorus)
i hate - you you hate -- me we hate --
each other in your car you get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit an' shut your chop fighting in a nightly brawl against the colours you resent along with the rest of the dense so we say