I Hate

So much trouble hate this job tried to get out trapped like a dog
No, I don't like pumping gas do ya hate to wait?
Life's a game we play your rules bottle half empty or the bottle half full
It does no good no good to shout but I scream I hate
Say I'm hostile gotta relax gotta get a grip here's the facts I hate being here

I hate people that make you feel small
I hate having my back against the wall
You know, I hate being talked down to
I hate your rules I hate 'em all hate being marked to take the fall
Planet's not big enough for me and you but most of all I hate you...
YOU! I hate you YOU! I hate you I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate you

So much trouble over me surrounded by jerks can't ya see?
Smile to my face I know you lie knife in the back
Another game rules, rules, rules not for me ya fuckin' fool
Open your mouth just one more time and my foot's goin' down
In one ear out the other a waste of time don't even bother I hate being here

Think I know how you got this far think I know how you got where you are?
Think I'll hate you when you're dead I know I'll hate ya
Smile to my face know you lie say I got problems ask yourself why
Hate the games I hate the rules you're gonna lose
Say I'm hostile gotta relax better get a grip here's the facts not much more of you