Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them
Hard to believe
After all of these years
But you are one of them

Walk down the street, I'm thinking
"Everybody move along."
I've got a sad-hearted needing
To belong

Nevertheless, it's all the mess you made
But I can't let it go

Walk down the street, I'm thinking
"Look at all the ants in the farm."
I've got a sad-hearted feeling
To harm

Hate a lot of things, but I love a few things
And you are one of them