• I hate the way you talk to me,
    and the way you cut your hair.
    I hate the way you drive my car,
    I hate it when you stare.

    I hate your big dumb combat boots
    and the way you read my mind.
    I hate you so much it makes me sick,
    it even makes me rhyme.

    I hate it... I hate the way youre always right,
    I hate it when you lie.
    I hate it when you make me laugh,
    even worse when you make me cry.

    I hate it when youre not around,
    and the fact that you didnt call.
    But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,
    not even close
    not even a little bit,
    not even at all.