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 you're 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 you're not around and the fact that you didn't call, But mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you, Not even close, Not even a little bit, Not even at all.