Hate Song

I could spend my whole life on hating them 

I’ve done it before and I can do it again 

Paint with strokes broader than the thought

Of everything they are that I’m not 

Till my vision blurs and my conscience ends

I could spend my whole life on hating them

I could spend my whole life on hating you 

I really think I could if I wanted to 

Assume you know how you came across

Every slight every sight of the light we’ve lost

Till there’s a canyon carved between our views

I could spend my whole life on hating you

I could spend my whole life on hating me 

Is it all that surprising how easy it seems 

Regret is my bread and the aftertaste 

Is the thirst I can’t slake from my past mistakes

Till my self-made wounds bleed red-water seas 

I could spend my whole life on hating me 

Think of all we could accomplish 

If we allowed ourselves the benefit of the doubt 

Thinking back, I am astonished

I didn’t think of this before now 

I could spend my whole life on living 

I could spend some time with you 

I could spend my life on loving myself

And learn to love you too