Loveletter - I Hate This Place

It’s hard to be hard into you

Today, I’ll stay

Daybreak, you break me, crush

Again, a tin

And so I lay back on my ice bed

Thinking of a nice thing you said last year

And let you rake your fingers through my icicle hair

They tell me it’s only fair to you

I say the words we say and when I say them I can only wish

That I didn’t mean them

You’re cold, but it’s coldness I can bear

'Cause you’re there

Warm days are loneliest of all

And I fall

And so I lay back on my ice bed

Thinking of a nice thing you said last year

And let you whisper verse into my icicle ear

They tell me I’m lucky to hear at all

You say the words we say and when you say them I could cry out loud

If only you meant them

Crush tin

Here we go again