I Hate...

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 the way you are 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 are not around,
and the fact that you didn't call...

But most of all I hate the way I don't hate you,
not even close, not even a li'l bit, not even at all...

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