Besedila: Simple Plan. No Helmets No Pads...Just Balls. God Must Hate Me.

Last night I just wanted to have fun
To go out with my friends, I took my Dad's car
I never thought he would find out
But I crashed in a wall man I'm dead

I guess it's no use
I'm screwing up every little thing
I ever tried to do, I'm born to lose
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

God must hate me he cursed me for eternity
God must hate me maybe you should pray for me
I'm breaking down and you can't save me
It's fuckin' hell and I wanna go home, I wanna go home

Last night I had to study for this test
I forgot man I'm dead
And now my brain is bursting out of, of my head
I can't think I can't breath once again

I guess it's no use
I'm screwing up every little thing
I ever tried to do, I'm born to lose
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

God must hate me he cursed me for eternity
God must hate me maybe you should pray for me
I'm breaking down and you can't save me
It's fuckin' hell and I wanna go home

So what in the world
Am I supposed to do?
I never did anything to you
So can't you find something else to do?

God must hate me he cured me for eternity
God must hate me maybe you should pray for me
I'm breaking down and you can't save me
It's fuckin' hell and I wanna go home
(God must hate me)

I wanna go home
(God must hate me)
I wanna go home
(God must hate me)
I wanna go home
(God must hate me)
I wanna go home
You can't save me
God must hate me now