Some people love shoes of certain kinds Some people love afternoons or the way the moon shines And they have their own reasons to feel the way they do That's why I ask myself - what it is with you? Is there something wrong with the way I speak? Do you even see me when I pass you on the street? I'll close my eyes and let it be Because I just can't see why you love to hate me Some people love weekends because they can fool around Some people love thunderstorms because of how the drops of rain fall down And they have their own reasons, whatever they may be That's why I think it's kind of funny that you don't have one for me Is there something wrong with the way I speak? Do you even see me when I pass you on the street? I'll close my eyes and let it be Because I just can't see why you love to hate me And it sucks to face the truth that I ain't got no reasons too Never asking for questions why I feel the way I do And I know it's stupid on my part to say that I love you Even though I know you hate me and you don't know why you do Is there something wrong with the way I speak? Do you even see me when I pass you on the street? I'll close my eyes and let it be Because I just can't see why you love to hate me