Nov 01, 2004 19:59
I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you vut 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 it when 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 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.