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.
I HATE it when you lie.
I HATE it when you make me laugh --
Even worse when you make me cry.
I HATE it that 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 ONCE, NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT, NOT ANY AT ALL.
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.
I HATE it when you lie.
I HATE it when you make me laugh --
Even worse when you make me cry.
I HATE it that 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 ONCE, NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT, NOT ANY AT ALL.
