I hate the way you seem to bribe me
I hate when you stare
I hate the way you read my mind
I hate when you stare
I hate the way you read my mind
I hate your big dumb head never seem to understand my love
I hate your fragile heart that hurts so easily even though you know i'm clueless
I hate the way you always judging things
I hate it when we find it's hard to compromise
I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme
I hate it when you make me laugh even worse you make me cry
But mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you
not even close, not even bit, not even at all
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