Indica

How I love to hate the morning sun
And the cheerful voices as they come
to erase my dreams at sore, dead smiles

How I love to hate the things I've done
Learn to love the things that make me numb
Using honest words for empty lines

I'd love to break their telescopes
"Girl you'll go so far I hope"
But all those stars are just a joke

I'd love to feel the love I fake
And make love to things I hate
My future's bright behind me

Refrain:
See the dangling puppet hanging in the corner
Dancing on the borders of my empty stages
One toy soldier gives the order
The puppet lands, and I'll never ever wake again

I hate to love when others dance
Take your chance, they romance
Their hearts beat, one by one

I hate the words "you're the one", "you're the one"
I can only wonder when it's ever done
I hate to love playing dumb
None for all, all for fun
Open arms and itchy thumbs

How I hate to love the ones I love
Love to hate myself so much
Love to hate me when I love

Refrain 2x:
See the dangling puppet hanging in the corner
Dancing on the borders of my empty stages
One toy soldier gives the order
The puppet lands and I'll never ever wake again

*instrumental*

Refrain 3x:
See the dangling puppet hanging in the corner
Dancing on the borders of my empty stages
One toy soldier gives the order
The puppet lands and I'll never ever wake again