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're always right
and 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 that all
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