I Can't Hate Ты Anymore (Finn/Quinn)

I wake up every evening
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place.
And you're still probably working
At a 9 to 5 pace
I wonder how bad that tastes

When Ты see my face
I hope it gives Ты hell, I hope it gives Ты hell
When Ты walk my way
I hope it gives Ты hell, I hope it gives Ты hell

Now where's your picket fence love
And where's that shiny car
Did it ever get Ты far?
You never seem so tense, love
Never seen Ты fall so hard
Do Ты know where Ты are?

Truth be told I miss you
Truth be told I'm lying

When Ты see my face
I hope it gives Ты hell, I hope it gives Ты hell
When Ты walk my...