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 your always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate the way you make me laugh, Even worse when you make me cry.