Youngr
Love to Hate
[VERSE]
Loss of a god
Need a religion
Done with believing the lies that they spun in the garden of Eden
We want the choice so
We pick our own
Give you our love and our praise and we raise you up high on a pedestal
Can't get enough of
All that you do
We scream and obsess over every breath and everywhere you've been to
Make you a god but
You’re only human
So when you reveal you're real we turn on you, look for a new one

[Chorus]
(Oo hoo hoo)
We build you up give you your halo
(Oo hoo hoo)
Just to tear you down with word tornadoes
Spit our pain like lemonade
We're the bittersweet that you need
It's a game we like to play
You can't bite the hand that feeds
Yeah we—

[POST]
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
[VERSE]
Look at the odds
No one can win them
Aiming so high but falling so low because of opinions
That you never asked for
But we like to give
Our voices are louder than gunpowder screaming for someone to notice
So we can feel special
To tell you the truth
We're living a lie by seeing through eyes that we'll never see through
Beating the odds
Is how we get even
Won't take the blame for playing the game you paid for with freedom

[Chorus]
(Oo hoo hoo)
We build you up give you your halo
(Oo hoo hoo)
Just to tear you down with word tornadoes
Spit our pain like lemonade
We're the bittersweet that you need
It's a game we like to play
You can't bite the hand that feeds
Yeah we—

[POST]
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
[MIDDLE]
If you cry, we deny it
Never ever our fault
If you cry, we deny it
Never ever our fault
If you cry, we deny it
Never ever our fault
If you cry, we deny it
Never ever our fault

[Chorus]
(Oo hoo hoo)
We build you up give you your halo
(Oo hoo hoo)
Just to tear you down with word tornadoes
Spit our pain like lemonade
We're the bittersweet that you need
It's a game we like to play
You can't bite the hand that feeds
Yeah we—

[POST]
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you
Love to hate—
Love to hate you
Love to hate you