• I hate the way you talk to me,
    And the way you cut your hair
    I hate how you wont leave me be
    I hate it when you stare.

    I hate your dark brown eyes
    And the way you read my mind
    I hate you so much it makes me sick
    It even makes me rhyme

    I hate the way your always right.
    I hate it when you lie.
    I hate the way you make me laugh,
    Even more when you make me cry.

    I hate it when your not around,
    And the fact that you never call,
    But mostly I hate the way
    I dont hate you
    Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all