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 boats
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 ri,ght
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.