I Used To Hate My Body But Now I Just Hate You - Fenne Lily

I met you in November for a weekend

I loved you by December like a fool

You left me for a friend over the summer

I never had a chance to play it cool

I read all of the books you recommended

I listen to your friend’s band all the time

You justify and satiate my hunger

For not feeling alright

I misread every warning as an answer

To questions I was too afraid to know

We touched upon a suicide like tourists

You kiss me for an elevator audience, pack your things and go

When I’m lonely I smoke until I know how to sleep

So fine me, the bath is running cold but it’s deep

Finish what we started in a hotel with a view

I used to hate my body but now I just hate you

You call me while I’m backstage with a fever

You tell me how I’m always on your mind

I crush a paper bag to the receiver

I learned that trick from a cartoon kid, it’s always something I wanted to try

I heard you live at home now with your parents

It doesn’t satisfy me like it should

I still see you as some kind of reassurance

That someday I’ll be understood

When I’m lonely I smoke until I know how to sleep

So fine me, the bath is running cold but it’s deep

Finish what we started in a hotel with a view

I used to hate my body but now I just hate you

But I’m lonely I smoke until I know how to sleep

So fine me, the bath is running cold but it’s deep

Finish what we started in a hotel with a view

I used to hate my body