Thin Line Between Love and Hate - The Pretenders

It’s a thin line between love and hate

It’s a thin line between love and hate

It’s five o’clock in the morning

And you’re just getting in You knock on the front door

And a voice sweet and low says

«who is it?»

She opens up the door and lets you in Never once asks where have you been

She says «are you hungry?

Did you eat yet?

Let me hang up your coat

Pass me your hat»

All the time she’s smiling

Never once raises her voice

It’s five o’clock in the morning

You don’t give it a second thought

It’s a thin line between love and hate

The sweetest woman in the world

Could be the meanest woman in the world

If you make her that way

You keep hurting her

She’ll keep being quiet

She might be holding something inside

That’ll really, really hurt you one day

I see her in the hospital

Bandaged from foot to head

In a state of shock

Just that much from being dead

You couldn’t believe the girl

Would do something like this, ha You didn’t think the girl had the nerve

But here you are

I guess action speaks louder than words

It’s a thin line between love and hate