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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 youÂ’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 youÂ’re not around,
and the fact that you didnÂ’t call,
but mostly I hate the way I donÂ’t hate you,
not even closeÂ…not even a little bitÂ… not even at all.

koulussa tylsää.. ei elämää.. mitä vielä odotettavissa? hah.