Don't Hate

Baby,
I'd carve your name on every tree from here to Texas, if I thought you'd notice.
And maybe, if I thought you'd save it, I'd send you a postcard from my Super 8 motel room...

I think I need a break from all your problems, cuz I've got mine.
Ba-ba-ba-baaaa-baaaa-baaaa
(and then she says:)

Don't hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...
Don't hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...

Baby,
This conversation's played itself right out, or had you noticed?
I'm waitin' for the rain to scare the airwaves so we'll cut it short, and we'll blame it on bad reception...

I think I need a break from all your problems, cuz I've got mine.
Ba-ba-ba-baaaa-baaaa-baaaa
(and then she says:)

Don't hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...
Don't hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...

Baby,
I'd carve your name on every tree from here to Texas, if I thought you'd notice.

Don't hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...
Don't hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...
Don't you hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...
Don't you hate on me, when you're the one who's so far away.
You're so far away...



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Ginsberg, Christopher Wayne Depew, Sloan Elliot Anderson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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