miss andry

I buried a poem under each of the places we used to go
 In hope that you'd find one and read it so you know
 How I feel (how I feel)
 I had a dream and this is what it was
 You walked away with Mark and my phone started to buzz
 Yeah, better luck next time (better luck next time)
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself
 How unfair that he gets to run his dirty fingers through your hair
 And when we fought he was always standing there
 In the back of my brain, of my brain
 A smile so cruel and the smell of his cologne
 Could put me in a trance where his blood was on my hands
 But that's what mad people do (people do)
 But who's to say that you still think of me
 I'm just weak and miserable and only five foot three
 How do I compare? (compare)
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself
 Just to clarify
 I beat myself up every night
 Taking shit out on you
 I was never right
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 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself (I just hate myself)
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself (I just hate myself)
 Oh, I never hated you
 I don't even hate them
 I just hate myself