I should've left you, the moment I saw that stupid smile
I'm deluded to state, dress rolled up at my waist
But you had me at goodbye
We got nothing in common
Except all our problems and fame
And I hate all your friends
And the knife that you twist when you say you always win
I hate you
Every time I fuck you
But I closed the door
Cause I'm young and insecure
I love you, what am I suppose to do
It's all in good fun
While we're young and insecure
I don't even know you
You dont know me when I'm not high
But you're only as good as the hole in my skirt
And the bruises on my thigh
Walking in circles
Till I wear out my living room rug
Carpet burns on my elbows
The marks on your back
They're the trophies of our love
I hate you
Every time I fuck you
But I closed the door
Cause I'm young and insecure
I love you, what am I suppose to do
It's all in good fun
While we're young and insecure
You love me tomorrow
When I'm screaming down your hall
And it's past 3am and you're with her again
And I catch you through your door
Cause you never listen
And I never learn
So blow out your matches
There's no point in candles
If our fire never burns
I hate you
Every time I fuck you
But I closed the door
Cause I'm young and insecure
I love you, what am I suppose to do
It's all in good fun
While we're young and insecure