I hate the way you...

I hate the way you talk to me.
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my hand.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat shoes.
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 close, non even a little bit, not any at all.. (veronica_x)