Lying alone doesnâ??t seem to be such a great idea as when you where here.
I keep telling myself the grass isnâ??t greener on the other side, still I know itâ??s a lie.
Itâ??s a lie, but it bides my time.
Pussycat I hate you.
Pussycat I love you.
And Iâ??m never ever going to [C7]ɾegret this.
No Iâ??ll just cherish those sweet moments you [A7made me cry.
Stuck between two kinds of love isnâ??t half as fun as it seemed to [C7]be.
But stuck is just what I am and [Bm]for [Dm7]once I just want to [C7]be [Am]free. Free, not like [F]you [A7and [Bm]me.
Pussycat I hate you.
And pussycat I love you.
And Iâ??m never ever going to [C7]ɾegret this.
No Iâ??ll just cherish those sweet moments you [A7made me cry.
Now even ɾunning away is what I have to [C7]ɾun from.
Cause when I drink, I drink until I fall [Em]and [Bm]then I drink more.
So whatâ??s left to [C7]do now? I guess keep ɾunning.
Iâ??ll stumble; Iâ??ll fall, until I hit the wall.
Pussycat I hate you.
And pussycat I love you.
And Iâ??m never ever going to [C7]ɾegret this.
No Iâ??ll just cherish those sweet moments you [A7made me cry.
