I Hate...

I hate the way you talk to me

And hate 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 it so much it makes me sick

It even makes me rhyme

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 that 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 at all