Old Flames in Century Gothic Video (MV)

You know, I could sit here and talk about how the light hits your eyes, hits your eyes, hits your eyes
Or how every second I'm not with you makes me want to die, want to die, want to die, want to die
But I wanna make this easy on myself so I'll tell you a lie
I hate you
I hate you

Every second of every hour of every day I feel like I'm wasting away and at the center of it all is you
I think I've said it before and I'll say it again, I just didn't have a clue. Well that's still true. That's still true

I hate you
I love you
They're floating above you
In Century Gothic
And they're in bold
I love that I'm aching
My heart slowly breaking
And all that clichèd shit I could say
If I didn't cringe at the words
If all this time I could've tried
And it surely would've worked
I would've been happy to oblige
But I think I was an asshole
It's probably true
But really though, I hate you

So I could sit here, romanticize and apologize for what I truly am
But honey, at the end of the day I really don't want to give a damn. I'm tired
I think that's all that matters but I still laugh like a maniac when I listen to the past
But it's an awkward laugh, not a happy one. And if there was a gun nearby, I'd probably shoot myself

I hate me
I love me
They're floating above me
In Courier
It's cold and italicized
I hate that I'm breaking
I spend my life taking
Pieces and sticking em' back together, back together
If I could vow to win you back I don't think that I would cause I'm no longer fond of you
But I know now to win you back is to lose cause' I didn't have a clue
But really though, I hate you

It's hard to see the time
It's hard to recognize you now
It's hard to realize
It's easy to hypnotize myself
It's hard to see the fault
It's easy to blame myself
It's hard not to blame me
It's not so easy to see
But really though, I hate you
But really though, I hate you