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 your stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots,and the way you read my mind.
I haet you so much it make me sick,it even make me rhyme,i hate it.
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 when you 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.