I hate knowing what will happen.
I must get this out of my mind.
Everytime I get caught in the middle and take all the
blame.
For nothing I  ever did.
Why do you tell me and not anyone else.
My best friend will get crushed and I will get killed.
I hate knowing.
Knowing that will happen. 
She will cry on my shoulder.
And I will confort her.

Why hurt her if you will hurt another girl.
You might as well hurt me as bad as you'll hurt her.
Your selfish and jelous of all our friends. 
You can never take it back until time ends.

When she finds out your master plan
You won't stand a chance.
Against 5 girls 5 to 1 
We will win and watch you burn in the sun.

I hate knowing
Why did you tell me.
All I wanted to know was what happened that day.
I was gone, out of school.
I had no idea this is what you'll do.