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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 it, 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