Well I must admit
I 'm not much of a writer
I'm just stuck on an island
Picking my nose through the days
And the weeks where I ask
“When does love become a hate
Why can't I communicate?”
Oh my god
Hey, you're not perfect
You're just learning
Put your head through the wall on your own
I know its so confusing
But you can't ride the bull all alone
Feels like leather to the touch
Tastes like seaweed on the tongue
Sounds like traffic in the rain
Need of fresh air
Never really got a shot
Never really heard me out
Not a liar when I say
“God, I miss you but your love to hate will catch right up with you”
Hey, you're not perfect
You're just learning
Put your head through the wall on your own
I know its so confusing
But you can't ride the bull all alone
Your love to hate will catch right up with you
With you, I never learned to hate
Your love to hate will eat you up
Just eat it up, just eat it up
Hey, you're not perfect
You're just learning
Put your head through the wall on your own
I know its so confusing
But you can't ride the bull all alone