She Fucking Hates Me

She Hates Me
- Puddle of Mudd

Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued

in a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

She fucking hates me
trust
she fucking hates me
la la la la
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away

Scratch what I said in my previous blog. I don't know why am I like this right now. I feel like I've been duped. Like a little kid holding on to his dad's empty promise for a trip to Disneyland. I can't be like this anymore. You said you were my doormat? What the FUCK! I am your doormat. You made me like one. You come and go as you pleases sometimes without saying goodbye. You are like a psycho killer coming and slashing leaving me to die then when I'm all healed you come back again and rip my insanity apart like you always do.

I am no Prometheus. If you don't know Prometheus, well he is the God who made men and gave them knowledge and gave them fire against Zeus' orders. For the hubristic move he was chained to a rock at Mount Caucasus and every day an eagle by the name of Ethon would pick at his liver but overnight it would grow back and the eagle would eat it again the next day, his punishment was to last for 30,000 years but Hercules saved him after 12 generations. Enough with the Mythology lesson. My mind and body don't recover as fast as Prometheus so stop being Ethon.

She was queen for about an hour
after that shit got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no

In a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought i'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over and i'm glad
'cause i'm a fool for all i've said

la la la la la la la la la la
Trust
la la la la la la la la la la
Trust
and she tore my feelings like I had none
she fucking hates me

I can't stand being manipulated. My feelings being toyed. You may have fooled me before but I won't fall for the same trick over and over again. Your "sick" excuses, your sentimental raves won't affect me anymore. You know how a bone recover from fracture? When a bone gets fractured, it will eventually get covered by a type of cartilage to protect the fracture from breaking again. Now, my heart has become one. Hard, numb and protected - from you. I told you once that I never closed my heart to you, well now I just did. I closed it to protect myself from fracturing it again. I don't feel that you still love me. All I could feel is your passion to hurt me and your aura of hatred. I guess you really do fucking hate me. Well, if that's the case, like I always say: "ditto baby!" I fucking hate you too!


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