DisturbiKa-Ciones

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 didnt call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.