These Days

Something's goin' on these days I don't belong here anyways Something feels wrong these days I hate these days Whoa, I hate these days It doesn't even matter anyways Whoa, I hate these days Yeah I hate these days Hello, is there a reason why you're still breathing at all? I don't feel good So, I don't think I'll pick up your call No, you're so stupid Whoa, I hate these days It doesn't even matter anyways Whoa, I hate these days Whoa, I hate these days What, I don't wanna hear it 'cause you think I'm just a slut But I loved you Trust, I never lied to you I told you what was up Now, I can't stand you Sometimes I need to bust a nut That doesn't mean I don't love you So what You're saying that you wish that I was playing with your butt I guess you can come over Whoa, I love these days It doesn't even matter anyways Whoa, I hate these days It doesn't even matter, it doesn't matter Whoa, I hate these days