Hate to Say It
You made your bed, now lie in it
You made your bed, now cry in it
I can tell you're trying it
I can tell you're lying
And I can tell you that I'm not buying it
I am not supplying it
No, I am not co-signing it
But I am reaching out my hand
If only you would grab it
And make that a habit
Then maybe I could try to understand
And please don't get me wrong
I'm trying every day
I love you, want the best for you in every single way
But I won't kill myself
Trying to save you
Cause I know I can't
I am not a fool
This shit isn't cool
And I'm not okay with it
Try to hear you out
All you do is stay with it
I can't let you out of this prison that you've built around yourself
I won't live in your hell
Get some help
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say ungrateful
But no appreciation
I hate to say it
But this is how you made it
And I hope you hate it
How do you do what you don't know how to do
I've been trying my best
And yet I still have no clue
And I want it so bad
Til it's back in my hand
And how it got there
I know no more than you, it's true
It's the demon inside me
Like I'm fucking possessed
I am living in chaos
My soul is desperate for rest
Wanna crawl in a hole
So dig myself deeper
And the further I get
Feels like this slope growing steeper
And I only grow weaker
Until I slide back to start
Each time it happens to happen
It's weighing more on my heart
I know this shit isn't cool
You know that I'd love to quit it
Of course I want to be happy
Of course I'd love to be with it
But right now I am without
A single thing besides doubt
Don't believe in myself
No reason to be proud
All these voices are loud
While the message is silent
I just pray I receive it
Before this illness grows violent
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say ungrateful
But no appreciation
I hate to say it
But this is how you made it
And I hope you hate it
I hope you hate it so much that you shake it
I hope you hate it so much that you break it
I hope you hate it so much
You quit trying your luck
If my love was enough
You would make it
You made your bed, now cry in it
I can tell you're trying it
I can tell you're lying
And I can tell you that I'm not buying it
I am not supplying it
No, I am not co-signing it
But I am reaching out my hand
If only you would grab it
And make that a habit
Then maybe I could try to understand
And please don't get me wrong
I'm trying every day
I love you, want the best for you in every single way
But I won't kill myself
Trying to save you
Cause I know I can't
I am not a fool
This shit isn't cool
And I'm not okay with it
Try to hear you out
All you do is stay with it
I can't let you out of this prison that you've built around yourself
I won't live in your hell
Get some help
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say ungrateful
But no appreciation
I hate to say it
But this is how you made it
And I hope you hate it
How do you do what you don't know how to do
I've been trying my best
And yet I still have no clue
And I want it so bad
Til it's back in my hand
And how it got there
I know no more than you, it's true
It's the demon inside me
Like I'm fucking possessed
I am living in chaos
My soul is desperate for rest
Wanna crawl in a hole
So dig myself deeper
And the further I get
Feels like this slope growing steeper
And I only grow weaker
Until I slide back to start
Each time it happens to happen
It's weighing more on my heart
I know this shit isn't cool
You know that I'd love to quit it
Of course I want to be happy
Of course I'd love to be with it
But right now I am without
A single thing besides doubt
Don't believe in myself
No reason to be proud
All these voices are loud
While the message is silent
I just pray I receive it
Before this illness grows violent
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say congratulations
But this is how you made it
I hate to say ungrateful
But no appreciation
I hate to say it
But this is how you made it
And I hope you hate it
I hope you hate it so much that you shake it
I hope you hate it so much that you break it
I hope you hate it so much
You quit trying your luck
If my love was enough
You would make it
Credits
Writer(s): Zoey Beaudoin
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