I hate.. two of five

And I hate pointless status updates on Facebook,
'FYI', we were never mates.
We pretend to be friends on the internet,
Yet when in real life we have nothing to say to each other,
Oh, brother, I've love for my mother,
 For good times, for music and for my mates.

Yeah, I love and I live, and I have love to give,
But sometimes, all you can do is hate.
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la 
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la