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