The Boy Who Hates Everything
This where I start to see
Cracks in our foundation
All ain't seems to be
It's like the floor is shaking
Does he need this dark cloud that he's made
Does he have to rain on my parade
'Cause no one is good enough
And nothing is quite to his liking
If I love it sure enough
It's just not what he'd call exciting
Don't know how to win this game I've never played
But aren't you supposed to love me anyway?
Thought that I was the exception
Thought that I could be his cure
One thing he'd never question
But boy now I'm not so sure
If he finds comfort in his darkness
Then there's nothing you can do
Cuz the boy who hates everything's
Gonna wind up hating you
If he finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
Gonna wind up hating you
If he finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
Gonna wind up hating you
He loves his image more than me
So damn condescending
Baby I'm too old to be
Acting or pretending
Like I'm someone else to fit his mold
His warm heart's turning oh so cold
Guess I'm not good enough
Guess I'm not quite to his liking
If I love it sure enough
It's just not what he'd call exciting
Don't know how to win this game I've never played
But aren't you supposed to love me anyway?
Thought that I was the exception
Thought that I could be his cure
One thing he'd never question
But boy now I'm not so sure
If he finds comfort in his darkness
Then there's nothing you can do
Cuz the boy who hates everything's
Gonna wind up hating you
It's like I turned around
And he was someone else
Someone who never smiled
Someone who never felt
It's like I'm in a race
I never meant to run
And the look his face
Says "we're under the gun"
Cracks in our foundation
All ain't seems to be
It's like the floor is shaking
Does he need this dark cloud that he's made
Does he have to rain on my parade
'Cause no one is good enough
And nothing is quite to his liking
If I love it sure enough
It's just not what he'd call exciting
Don't know how to win this game I've never played
But aren't you supposed to love me anyway?
Thought that I was the exception
Thought that I could be his cure
One thing he'd never question
But boy now I'm not so sure
If he finds comfort in his darkness
Then there's nothing you can do
Cuz the boy who hates everything's
Gonna wind up hating you
If he finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
Gonna wind up hating you
If he finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
He finds comfort, he finds comfort
Gonna wind up hating you
He loves his image more than me
So damn condescending
Baby I'm too old to be
Acting or pretending
Like I'm someone else to fit his mold
His warm heart's turning oh so cold
Guess I'm not good enough
Guess I'm not quite to his liking
If I love it sure enough
It's just not what he'd call exciting
Don't know how to win this game I've never played
But aren't you supposed to love me anyway?
Thought that I was the exception
Thought that I could be his cure
One thing he'd never question
But boy now I'm not so sure
If he finds comfort in his darkness
Then there's nothing you can do
Cuz the boy who hates everything's
Gonna wind up hating you
It's like I turned around
And he was someone else
Someone who never smiled
Someone who never felt
It's like I'm in a race
I never meant to run
And the look his face
Says "we're under the gun"
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Scott, Matt Palmer
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