I hate you. And you hate me.
I hate the world, so that makes three.
Haters....Haters....Haters....Haters....
You read my words. I read yours.
They read our words. That makes four.
Haters....Haters....Haters....Haters....
I take notice. You take notice.
They take notice. That makes three.
Listeners.....Listeners.....Listeners.....Listeners

I like to sound big. You like to sound big.
Biggggggger than I do so that makes two.
Haters....Haters....Haters....Haters....
Haters....Haters....Haters....Haters....

Composição: John Watts