Music: Isabel LaRosa
How could somebody tell you they love you, kiss you, hold you
Make you think that they'll never leave?
You pinky promised, wrote me letters, said we'd be together
I can't keep my heart off my sleeve
Hate that I fell, hate that I care
Hate that I see you everywhere
Hate that I still wait for your call
But, most of all, I hate myself for lovin' you
Hate myself for trustin' you
Baby, you're an open wound
Try to heal it, but I never do
Hate myself for lovin' you
Hate myself for lovin' you
You know how easy it would be for me to go and touch somebody
Make you feel how I feel (O-o-o-oh, baby)
I wish I never let you kiss me, meet my family
How can you pretend that this wasn't real?
Hate that I fell, hate that I care
Hate that I see you everywhere
Hate that I still wait for your call
But, most of all, I hate myself for lovin' you
Hate myself for trustin' you
Baby, you're an open wound
Try to heal it, but I never do
Hate myself for lovin' you
Hate myself for lovin' you