I Used To Hate My Body But Now I Just Hate You

I met you in November for a weekend I loved you by December like a fool You left me for a friend over the summer I never had a chance to play it cool I read all of the books you recommended I listen to your friend's band all the time You justify and satiate my hunger For not feeling alright I misread every warning as an answer To questions I was too afraid to know We touched upon a suicide like tourists You kiss me for an elevator audience, pack your things and go When I'm lonely I smoke until I know how to sleep So fine me, the bath is running cold but it's deep Finish what we started in a hotel with a view I used to hate my body but now I just hate you You call me while I'm backstage with a fever You tell me how I'm always on your mind I crush a paper bag to the receiver I learned that trick from a cartoon kid It's always something I wanted to try I heard you live at home now with your parents It doesn't satisfy me like it should I still see you as some kind of reassurance That someday I'll be understood When I'm lonely I smoke until I know how to sleep So fine me, the bath is running cold but it's deep Finish what we started in a hotel with a view I used to hate my body but now I just hate you When I'm lonely I smoke until I know how to sleep So fine me, the bath is running cold but it's deep Finish what we started in a hotel with a view I used to hate my body