I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair. I hate it when you stare. And the way you read my mind.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, not even a little bit, not any at all.