Hate Me

The 88

Thank God you’re an open book 
Thank God you’re a scam 
Thank God you’re a runaway 
Thank God for your man 
I’m giving thanks that you’re old enough to hate me
Thank God you’re a throw away 
Thank God for your fans 
Thank God you’re cryin meat
And thank God that you’re damned 
I’m giving thanks that you’re old enough to hate me
We could run away 
Thank God for your heaven hook 
Thank God you’re a dream 
Thank God for the cancer beat 
Thank God you’re a scheme 
I’m giving thanks that you’re old enough to hate me 
We could run away