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 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