Lay Low
please dont hate me
Get your high heals of my chest cause theyâre hurting me.
Donât need to kick me when Iâm already down.
No need to shout, I hear you loud and clear.
Just please, please, please, please donât hate me.
What can I do to make everything alright?
Iâve done my best, but now this is way too much.
I can beg, I can plead, I can even make you weep.
But please, please, please, please donât hate me.
Iâm a whining bore, that I know for sure.
Picked out a wrong last word, now I canât say no more.
You can pack, you can leave, you can even make me bleed.
But just please, please, please, please donât hate me.