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 ryhme.
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, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.