Jag Hatar Dig
I hate the way you talk to me and the way you read my mind
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare
I hate you 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 you 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
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare
I hate you 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 you 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
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