Friday, September 7, 2007

Silly words

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 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 always 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

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