Amor/Ódio

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 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.

(10 things I hate about you)