He was born on an average day, Looked like any other baby Neighbors said “what a lovely boy you have,\" yeah Through the years he could’ve been Most anybody's kid, Never did anything to show The madman living in his soul Never know he was going crazy A little bit at a time.
Hate, don’t you love it? The world can’t seem to get enough of it Hate, don’t you want it? You love the way you feel when you’re on it Hate, hate.
All through his high school days He kept himself hid away Never let anybody close He was just the quiet one Slowly coming undone Who knew there was something missing from his soul? Like a spider building up a web A little bit at a time
Hate, don’t you love it? The world can’t seem to get enough of it Hate, don’t you want it? You love the way you feel when you’re on it Hate, hate.
Last night on the evening news, I heard his name and it turned my head Something 'bout a local boy And fifteen people dead He thought he was a guardian angel Gonna put this world at peace He was talking 'bout happiness Like it was some kind of disease
He died on an average day At the state penitentiary They laid him in his grave The camera’s rolled and the people waved
Hate, don’t you love it? The world can’t seem to get enough of it Hate, don’t you want it? You love the way you feel when you’re on it Hate, don’t you love it? The world can’t seem to get enough of it Hate, don’t you want it? You love the way you feel when you’re on it Hate I can’t get enough, don’t you love it? Hate!