Mar 11, 2004 01:34
I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair.
I hate it when 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 ryme.
I hate the way your 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 your 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.