I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut my hair
i hate the you drive my car
i hate it when you stare
i hate you big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind
i hate you so much that it makes me sick
it even makes me rhyme
i hate the way you're 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 the way 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
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