You Don't Want Me Like That

If you hated me

It'd be easier

I'd stop thinking I could make it work

I know what's coming's really gonna hurt

Or if I hated you

I would've never tried

Moulded myself into a shape you'd like

Only for you to say that I looked fine, mm-mm

It's a habit you've conditioned

Wonder if you know you're bad

Only giving me enough

To keep me on an open tab

Wanna tell you that I miss you

That I'll meet you where you're at

You wouldn't say it back 'cause

You don't want me like that

You don't want me like that

You don't want a picture of me

Sitting on your nightstand

You don't wanna touch me

In the way we both know you can

You just like the way I feel

Stuck in the palm of your hand

You don't want me like that

(You don't want me like that)

You want the leading role

And the accessory to go with it

So until you find a better fit

I'm standing in just for the hell of it (ah), kh-kh

It's a habit you've conditioned

And I know I've got it bad

Only giving me enough

To keep me on an open tab

If I told you that I missed you

Maybe you would say it back

Mean it 'til the moment passes

You don't want me like that

You don't want me like that

You don't want a picture of me

Sitting on your nightstand

You don't wanna touch me

In the way we both know you can

You just like the way I feel

Stuck in the palm of your hand

You don't want me like that

You don't want me like that

You don't want a picture of me

Sitting on your nightstand

You don't wanna touch me

In the way we both know you can

You just like the way I feel

Stuck in the palm of your hand

You don't want me like that

I can't keep waiting for you

Either way I lose

Say I'm okay, it's not true

Can't keep waiting

You don't want me like that

You don't want me like that

You don't want a picture of me

Sitting on your nightstand

You don't wanna touch me

In the way we both know you can

You just like the way I feel

Stuck in the palm of your hand

You don't want me like that

You don't want me like that

You don't want a picture of me

Sitting on your nightstand

You don't wanna touch me

In the way we both know you can

You just like the way I feel

Stuck in the palm of your hand

You don't want me like that