You're the type to try to trick
A rat trap with your fingertips
To take someone's first kiss
And tell them you don't like them like that

I'll try making a list of lists
Of reasons I'm so happy
That my life is what it is
But it feels like I can't live without you

First love or sickness symptom
Either way, I've gotta break this fever
There's no villain, there's no victim
But God I wish that you were evil

It's so hard to hate you
It's so hard to hate you