"begrudged"

Almost makes me wish i was a musical type of person... have a distinct tune in my head when i was writing it/rereading it. Well anyways. Enjoy, etc.
"begrudged"
i don't like you
i don't know how to live with you
I've grown to hate these things that
I used to know how to do
i don't know
exactly where it was i went...
but when i got back...
when i got back to this hell...
all the angels had faces i knew
and i had fallen myself

i don't like you...
i don't want to spend another day
i've grown to hate the fear that will not..
let me run away (from all of this)
i don't know when the changes came
don't know exactly when (and where) i changed..
but when i got back,
back to this broken place..
the angels all had faces i knew
and i had lost my faith

i don't like you...
i don't want to waste here with you
i've grown to loathe
all these things that i've learned to do
i don't know
exactly when i found my hate
but when i got it hard, well
all the angels had your fucked up face
and i wondered what nightmares had taken place

i don't like you
i don't want you beneath my skin
i don't like you
i don't like the things i hold within
i don't like you
i don't like needing you
i don't... like you, i don't want to be like you
i don't like you, can someone take me..
away...
from me?

but if you want proof,
well i tried to run from this hell
i ran i ran
i ran the devil's race
but when i came home here
all the angels had your.. fucked up.. face
and as hard as i try
to forget myself
i will never forget
your face..

i don't like you...
i said, i really don't like you...
i don't like you, i wish i could forget you
and right now i hate the things i cannot
remember how to do.
and the things that i can remember...
i have grown to hate them too.