I hate you
I hate you, I do
I hate that
I turn into a kind
Some kind of monster
With just, just a flick
Of your finger
It is that easy
Of course, there was a time
You didn't always get your way
Back there when my heart was not
So easy to invade
When my battlements were strong
Before the pilgrims came
Don't forget you were the one who loved my wild way