A Little More

You think I was born to ruin your life

But you did most of that before I arrived

Some things are broken when you open a box

So stop this, you've gone too far, enough is enough

I wish I didn't care this much, but I do

No one knows the half of it, what you put me through

And I, I sometimes wonder, do you live with regret?

Wish I could say, "I wish you the best", 'cause

I used to love you

Now every day I hate you just a little more

Life got better when I lost you

But every day I hate you just a little more and more and more

Blame it on your history

And say it's not your fault

I can't call you crazy

'Cause you could be diagnosed

Oh, I used to love you

But every day I hate you just a little more and more and more

I wish that you would look in the mirror 'cause, if you did

You'd see the problem is you 'cause you're a prick

I know that I'm your scapegoat whenever the rain falls

Whenever you slip or when you're in a dip

I was there to lean on when I was a kid

But, now that I'm an adult, I see it for what it is

I have to lock the door now, fuck building a bridge

Take all your apologies and put 'em in a bin

For your dad's sake, please move out your dad's place

Stop bringing drama there with your mates

Your sister's got enough to manage on her plate

To worry 'bout you controlling your rage

And, one day, we'll all be dead

But, between now and then

I never want to see you again

I used to love you

Now every day I hate you just a little more

Life got better when I lost you

But every day I hate you just a little more and more and more

Blame it on your history

And say it's not your fault

I can't call you crazy

'Cause you could be diagnosed

Oh, I used to love you

But every day I hate you just a little more and more and more

I wish I didn't care this much, but I do

No one knows the half of it, what you put me through

And I, I sometimes wonder, do you live with regret?

Wish I could say, "I wish you the best", but I don't

I used to love you

Now every day I hate you just a little more

Life got better when I lost you

But every day I hate you just a little more and more and more

Blame it on your history

And say it's not your fault

I can't call you crazy

'Cause you could be diagnosed

Oh, I used to love you

But every day I hate you just a little more and more and more