Billy Erato - I Think I Hate You Lyrics

You, you bastard, you did this to me

That shit ain't no joke
I don't even go near blonde bitches no more
You ain't got a cause
Living because
Shit I don't know
You tell me why
Can't find a reason
I'm not saying die
That's not my choice I don't pay it no mind
I don't pay it no mind

Ey f*cking die alone
Lonely motherf*cker
Oh you cry alone?
I, no? Boys do not cry over spilled milk
Pale ass motherf*cker
Na f*ck that shit
F*ck that shit
Na f*ck that shit
F*ck that shit

You're kidding who's taking my place
I do not fall for those obvious faints
That ain't nothing but a fake
I know you ain't really all that you claim

You ain't a good person
Get all that wishful shit outta your head
Like please little girl do not even pretend
Go break a heart and then try make amends?

Cosmic punishment, huh?
Na, bitch don't believe in a god
I am bigger than god
Bigger than God
Bigger than God
I blame you, I blame you, I blame you
You, you, you, you, you, you, you

You, you bastard, you did this to me

I wish I never met you
Calm head that's the price to pay
For a f*cking error?
My bad, my bad, my bad
Shit
Since when am I not good enough?
I was with you through all that shit telling you you're good enough
And now you're gonna leave me, f*ck?
I can't believe I f*cking hate you just as much
As him

My fantasies of you turned 180 degrees
You're the reason
I blame you for leaving
I hope you're hurting
Kinda big brain for a dumb bitch
But you still blonde bitch, honest
Spitting that nonsense
You ain't really living that consciously
Meanwhile I've got a lotta great things coming for me
Girl you best be grateful to know me
I know your ass is still lonely
Know who you are
I know that trauma last at least till you're forty
Know you release it too slowly
Oh, you always were releasing it slowly

You broke your own damn heart bitch shut the f*ck up
Don't cry on the phone
Look at me, na I ain't crying alone
But I know you're prone to

F*ck outta my sight
Find another guy
You ain't even my type
Bitch look at my life
Yeah look at my life
F*ck you got going on that's even close to my height
Close to my vibe?
Close to my life
Close to my sight and vision i write
Yeah look at my life
What you got going on?

Ey
Stay the hell away from my bloodline
Everything better than us combined
Even Eric Dylan in 99
April 99 that's columbine
Girl could've killed me that wouldn't stop my spirit
That wouldn't stop my stop lyrics
That wouldn't stop my spirit
That wouldn't stop my spirit
That wouldn't erase my lyrics
Bullet through my head and I put it there myself
Na, na, girl that wouldn't stop my spirit
Stop my era
Mind no error
I don't care, oh

Hard to think I ever loved you
Honestly don't even know if I did
I always knew you weren't shit
Then you go treat me like this

Being quiet is just as bad as straight out lying
Now tell me again do you love me?
Cause
I'm starting to think
That I might hate you

Don't go
I think I hate you
But don't-