(Skeeter Davis)

You call this love I call it hate .

You tell me you love me but that can't be true
Or you wouldn't hurt me the way that you do
You tell me such sweet things but you treat me so bad
Why you're even smiling when you make me sad.

You call this love how can it be
This can't be love you feel for me
Your mind must be twisted you don't have things straight
You call this love I call it hate.

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You ask my forgiveness and tell me you'll change
Each time I forgive you you hurt me again
You say let's start over but now it's too late
What you call love I know as hate.

You call this love how can it be
This can't be love you feel for me
Your mind must be twisted you don't have things straight
You call this love I call it hate.

You call this love I call it hate...