oh god no please don t tell her what i ve done i can hardly look at her everything i love i hurt oh god yes she is love she is sex but i used her for the game a scapegoat to carry the blame for a hate song for a hate song like masochism i hate these hate songs holding a dove then clipping it s wings off someone you love and you give them the kiss off someone to love and you fuck it up how i hate these dirty words i emulate how i hate ruining what i create how i hate this this sinner s serenade this hate song isn t helping anyone save the sinner save the sinner save the sinner he knows not what he s done to himself what he s done to others he hides behind words he hides behind liquor he hides in his bedroom with his guitar screaming sinner oh god look what i ve done in the bedroom