I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive the car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb stupid oopps

and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me whine.

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'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