while i was holding guitar in my hands
you were wasting time with your friends
and i hate them all, but you love them all
cause they're just the bottles with alcohol
while i was sleeping in cosy bed
you were crying, you were almost dead
and i hate it so, but you love it so
cause i dont want to let you go
you'll regret that day when you took just one
you lost your mind, you lost your life
and i hate it all, what can i do
and fuck it all, cause i can't help you
