I hate you...

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 damn combat boots
And the way you read my mind,
I hate you so much it makes me sick
It even makes me rime.
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, not even at all.