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I'm not such a good lover I'm a better talker So when you touch me there I'm scared that you'll ee Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I don't love myself There are things these days That can help you through a phase Like food and health and fear I prefer the beer Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I hate myself The cityscape is born From the ocean floor It speaks its native tongue Physical, subliminal Not the way that it left you cold But the way that you left yourself And the moon falls from the earth And the sun, fills its girth And I know, we'll go hard at the night But still the sun will not hide our flight I laugh a lot But that's just a plot I've found the way to make 'em not stay Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I hate myself It was Oprah on the TV show She told me so It was Oprah on the TV show She told me so Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I love myself |