Even though it hurts, it’s what you know and the unknown can be so much more frightening. What happens if your depression goes away? It’s been with you forever, by your side. What will be left in its place? Maybe nothing. And something sounds a lot better than nothing.
Hate me, hate me, still tryna replace me
Chase me, chase me, tell me how you hate me
Erase me, 'rase me, wish you never dated me
Lies, tell me lies, baby, tell me how you hate me