She Might Hate My Guts

You hate me Magic was meant to break the spell But Princess The house is on fire Can't you tell Potions are bare, wallow in despair The love I have saved just for you 'Cause I think she might hate my guts 'Cause I think she might hate my guts I Try Flying so high I'll drip-feed my love bites In Time Flying so high watch you all through the night But here comes goodbye, Here comes goodbye Potions are bare, wallow in despair The love I have saved just for you 'Cause I think she might still hate me 'Cause I think she might hate my guts