Testo H8 Lovin

I lost the colour in my cheeks
I lost 5 pounds in a week
They say that misery loves company
But i disagree

Seven hours on this couch
Yeh i should try and leave this house
I lose momentum every sentence That leaves my mouth

Don't you hate loving me

You should come around and see
All the strangers in my dreams
I sold expressions in confession
With a wilhelm scream

Now im running on these fumes
Moving pictures get me through
I sold my soul to buy some clothes
So i could start a new

Don't you hate loving me