Hung all my clothes in the closet you made,
your shoes still in boxes,
I send them your way,
hoping life brings you no new pain.
I rearrange my memories,
I try to rewrite our life…
But no matter how I try to,
and no matter how I want to,
and no matter how easy things could be if I did,
and no matter how guilty I still feel saying it –
I wish I hated you,
I wish that weren’t true,
wish there was worse to you,
I wish you were worse to me,
yeh, I wish I hated you…
Our shadows dance in a parallel plane,
just two different endings,
you learn to repair
and I learn to keep me in one place.
So close and yet so far,
if only we had known from the start…
But no matter how I try to,
and no matter how I want to,
and no matter how easy things could be if I did,
and no matter how guilty I still feel saying it –
I wish I hated you,
I wish that weren’t true,
wish there was worse to you,
I wish you were worse to me,
yeh, I wish I hated you…