I'm tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin,
And this play we never quit,
The fight within the cross begun,
Sayin' it's too late,
What a man's gotta learn to hate (hate).
Urrahh!
Forget the time I said I would,
Replace it with,
The never will,
Beyond the facts that are in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Sayin' it's to late,
What a man's gotta learn to hate.