Don’t hate me for what I am I not
Don’t hate me for what I didn’t say
Don’t hate me for what I didn’t do
Hate me because of I…
Don’t hate me for what I am I not
Don’t hate me for what I didn’t say
Don’t hate me for what I didn’t do
Hate me because of I…
Wine, whine away my tears
my eyes red and conscience said.
I played my part, I played my part.
Bottle green and thoughts unseen
of feelings mean and feelings keen.
Upset as my applecart
by your sudden change of heart.
I shrank my world
and drank my tears away.
Your soul’s up for auction, no known reserve,
Blank out the people, hold your nerve.
Shoot stares, shoot the breeze
laugh along with the latest web wheeze.
You never meant it to get to this,
news, cameras, commentary axis.
Money. Your demons want it more than you
sell yourself for your Jimmy Choos
they are more you than you.
Kiss your children, sell your eggs
make the tabloids, shag the dregs.
It’s not your style but now what’s left
but hammer down and the devil’s cleft.
Sell your hole and sell your soul
make your price and pay your toll.
Tired is as tired does,
A rumble tumble bumble buzz.
Lazy days and boring ways
easy meat and easy lays.
So it says.