Method Sleater-Kinney

I got a little sedation in me
I got a tiredness I just can't take
I got a little motivation in me
I got an anger that I just can't fake

Could you be a little nicer to me?
Could you try a little kindness, maybe?
Could you be a little nicer to me?
Come on, come on

I got a little hesitation in me
I stutter every time I start
I got a little reservation in me
I stop and stammer when it comes to my heart

Could you be a little nicer to me?
Could you try a little kindness, maybe?
Could you be a little helpful? I'm begging you, please
Oh, fuck it, I'm down on my knees

I'm singing a song about love
And you're singing about hate
I'm sitting here, I'm singing about love
I'm singing about love
You're singing about hate
I'm singing about love
I'm singing about love
And it's, oh, it's coming out like hate
I'm singing about love
I'm singing about love
But it's coming out like hate