Hate Yourself letra

My lovely ways have become so nasty
The things that you loved, those things once took your fancy
Have you ever, in your mess, found a chance to hate yourself?

There is not a grain of truth in anything you've been doing
How you dare to say: "I'm alright, I'm in my isle, I don't need you"
Listen to my voice, I know is not your choice, I'm the same who
Listened to your voice, and know, was not my choice. How I needed you.

We never thought we could ever get old
Get old or lost or to find new roads
Have you ever, in your mess, found a chance to hate yourself?

There is not a grain of truth in anything you've been doing
How you dare to say: "I'm alright, I'm in my isle, I don't need you"
Listen to my voice, I know is not your choice, I'm the same who
Listened to your voice, when it was not my choice. How I needed you.

The Sunday Drivers - Letras

• A miracle
• All Is Good Around Me
• Better if I
• Better life
• Can't You See
• Dark Does Die
• Day in day out
• Do It
• Everything Reminds Me Of You
• Goodbye
• Guerrilla
• Hate Yourself
• Hold on to love
• I Ain't Down
• I Should Go
• Life is
• Little Chat
• Little Heart Attacks
• Love, Our Love
• My Plan
• Often
• On My Mind
• Only In The Dark Days
• Paranoid
• Passing you by
• Rainbows Of Colors
• Row
• She
• Sing When You're Happy
• Smile
• So What
• Specially
• Tears And Years
• The End Of Maiden Trip
• To See The Animals