I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair,
I hate the way you drive the car and the way you stare,
I hate every little thing you do 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 you are always right. I hate when you lie.
I hate when you make me laugh - Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you are 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.