Believe me when I say that I don't need you to be nice to me.

I don't need your common courtesy.

You know you hate me,

Because I know I hate you - so technically?

Technically I don't need any kindness.

You broke my heart,

Tore it in two,

Didn't care.

I broke something - not your heart,

You don't have one, remember?

And if you do

If you do it's made of stone.

Believe me when I say that I don't need you to be kind to me.

I don't need that.

You know you hate me.

Because I know for a fact that I hate you.