I hate the way you talk,
I hate it when you laugh,
I hate it when you make me blush,
"Thinking of you", I cannot stop.
I hate the way you look at me,
With those bright flaming eyes,
I hate the way you care about me,
I hate it that I lied.
I said I didn't want you,
I hate that you believed.
You should've known better,
Reality is what I received.
You didn't want me,
You never did.
I hate it that I did too easily.
I hate that I fell too easily.
