i hate the way you talk to me 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 the way your 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 your not around and the fact 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
