You think that the world hates you: br That not a soul cares, br But because you hated the br World too, br You never knew. br br No matter br Who you are. br No matter br What you do. br There will always be some one br That still loves you. br br If you were less like hate, br True and free, br You could have told why I am me. br br It seems like the world br Hates me. br It seems like the world br Hates us. br But I couldn't br Hate it back, br 'Cos I'd end up like you. br br Hate is such a strong word, br So openly used. br People rarely mean br What they say. br br I could never hate a person. br No matter what they do. br Give up trying br To cause me pain, br And make me blame br The pure and true.