Hate - Lita Ford

He was born on an average day,

Looked like any other baby

Neighbors said «what a lovely boy you have,"yeah

Through the years he could’ve been

Most anybody’s kid,

Never did anything to show

The madman living in his soul

Never know he was going crazy

A little bit at a time.

Hate, don’t you love it?

The world can’t seem to get enough of it

Hate, don’t you want it?

You love the way you feel when you’re on it

Hate, hate.

All through his high school days

He kept himself hid away

Never let anybody close

He was just the quiet one

Slowly coming undone

Who knew there was something missing from his soul?

Like a spider building up a web

A little bit at a time

Hate, don’t you love it?

The world can’t seem to get enough of it

Hate, don’t you want it?

You love the way you feel when you’re on it

Hate, hate.

Last night on the evening news,

I heard his name and it turned my head

Something 'bout a local boy

And fifteen people dead

He thought he was a guardian angel

Gonna put this world at peace

He was talking 'bout happiness

Like it was some kind of disease

He died on an average day

At the state penitentiary

They laid him in his grave

The camera’s rolled and the people waved

Hate, don’t you love it?

The world can’t seem to get enough of it

Hate, don’t you want it?

You love the way you feel when you’re on it

Hate, don’t you love it?

The world can’t seem to get enough of it

Hate, don’t you want it?

You love the way you feel when you’re on it

Hate

I can’t get enough, don’t you love it?

Hate!