Bleachers - Hate That You Know Me

I've been talking to strangers
Acting like I'm a stranger
Look like I've been up all night
And you know what? I hate it
I put my things into boxes
Carry all of my old lies
Rubber band in my past time
And you know what? I hate it

Ooh
Long way down
You're such a heart attack
But it feels like, ooh
Pressure points
They pressure you right back
Come on, think about it

Sometimes I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes I, I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn't myself
No luck, and I hate that you know me so well

Washed the fear from my hands off
Count mistakes in the sidewalk
Act like I've been up all night
And you know what? I hate it
So I keep talking 'bout eighteen
'Cause I can't let go of the same dream
Rubber band in my past time
And you know what? I hate it

Ooh
Long way down
You're such a heart attack
But it feels like, ooh
Pressure points
They pressure you right back
Come on, think about it

Sometimes I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes I, I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn't myself (no)
No luck (no), and I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes (sometimes) I hate that you know me so well (I hate that you know me)
Sometimes (sometimes) I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn't myself (myself)
No luck (no), and I hate that you know me so well

And I hate that you know me so well (yeah)
And I hate that you know me so well

Sometimes I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes I, I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn't myself (no)
No luck (no), and I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes (sometimes) I hate that you know me so well (I hate that you know me)
Sometimes (sometimes) I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn't myself (myself)
No luck, and I hate that you know me so well

Written by:
Jack Antonoff, Julia Michaels

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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