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Dear Hate,
I saw you on the news
to day.
Like a shock that takes my (A)breath a way, you fall like rain, cov er us in drops of pain.
(D)I’m a fraid that we just might drown.
Dear Hate,
well, you sure are (D)col or blind.
Your kiss is the cruel est kind.
You could poi son an y mind; just look at mine.
(D)Don’t know how this world keeps spin ning ’round
and ’round.
You were (E)there in the gar den, like a (D)snake in the grass.
I see you in the morn ing, star ing through the look ing glass.
You whis per down through his t’ry and ech o through these halls.
But, I hate to (D)tell you,
love’s
gon na con quer all.
Dear
Hate,
you were smil ing from that (D)Sel ma bridge,
in Dal las when that (A)bul let hit and Jack ie cried.
You pulled those tow ers from the sky, but (D)e ven on our dark est nights,
the world keeps spin ning ’round.
You were
gon na con quer (Bm)all.
(A)Ooh,
ooh,
(C#m7)ooh.
(Bm7)Ooh.
Dear Love,
just when I think you’ve (D)giv en up,
you were (E)there in the gar den when I (D)ran from your voice.
I hear you ev ’ry morn ing through the (D)cha os and the noise.
You still whis per down through his t’ry and ech o through these halls, and (D)tell me love’s
gon na con quer all,
gon na con quer all.
This page shows “Dear Hate” by Maren Morris in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of A at 80 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.