Btrade Lyrics & Chords By Evil Adam

I'm through being your waste of time,
You value yours but you dont value mine
Your going to pay for this I'm sure,
Treating me like an emotional whore.
You're used to getting your way,
There wasn't much that I could say,
To ever try to change your mind,
Now I know how much I hate your kind.

Hate: destroys all the people that we don't know.
Envy: cause they have it and they like to let it show.
Death's the only answer to all our differences.
The ones you should watch out for are the ones we call friends.
Love: is the thing that destroys minds,
Trying hard to fit in with others of our kind,
What does it matter when we're at our end,
The ones who stab us in the back are who we called friends.

Trust is an earned right,
There's no faith in me tonight.
I rather sit and and contemplate,
On how to unleash all my restrainted hate.
You assume that you'll always win,
And you blame my failures on sin,
But you never knew how wrong you were,
And how I'd have rather been with her.

Hate: destroys all the people that we don't know.
Envy: cause they have it and they like to let it show.
Death's the only answer to all our differences.
The ones you should watch out for are the ones we call friends.
Love: is the thing that destroys minds,
Trying hard to fit in with others of our kind,
What does it matter when we're at our end,
The ones who stab us in the back are who we called friends.

Hate: destroys all the people that we don't know.
Envy: cause they have it and they like to let it show.
Death's the only answer to all our differences.
The ones you should watch out for are the ones we call friends.
Love: is the thing that destroys minds,
Trying hard to fit in with others of our kind,
What does it matter when we're at our end,
The ones who stab us in the back are who we called friends.