[Instrumental – Sample, Intro] (distant distorted guitar, slow beat, faint echoes) [Verse 1] This hatred happens every day (day… day… day…) I wish I could just get out the way (way… way… way…) What the hell—why you tryna give an X-ray? You can’t scan ugly love… it’s see-through anyway. [Chorus] The logical way… to play my game— Is to show… compassion. I hate when you’re rude, acting the fool, We’re not in a pool… Not in a pool of hate… Not in a pool of fire… Not in a pool like hell… [Verse 2] It don’t matter what you choose, I’m still gon’ say “boo.” I hate when you chase someone new— They don’t fit my shoes. They don’t know how fucked-up you are, They don’t see the stains in your scars. Kill your little pretty princess, Show the horror running through your veins. But wait… [pause] That’s still not logical. [Chorus] The logical way… to play my game— Is to show… compassion. I hate when you’re rude, acting the fool, We’re not in a pool… Not in a pool of hate… Not in a pool of fire… Not in a pool like hell… [Outro – Echoes, fading] (oh-oh-oh) …not in a pool of hate… (oh-oh-oh) …not in a pool of weight… (lava…) (oh-oh-oh) …not in a pool of hurricanes… Just in a pool of love… No lies, no masks, no ways to hide… Just in a pool of love… That’s my logical way~~~~
