Verz: I hate the way you talk to me . And the way you cut your hair . I hate the way you drive my hand . I hate it when you stare . I hate your big dumb combat shoes . 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 not around . And the fact that you didn't call . But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you . Not even close, non even a little bit , not any at all