I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair

I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair
I hate the jacket that you own,
I hate the way 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,
I hate how I let you ocupy my time.

I hate it.... I hate the way youre always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it most when you make me laugh,
but also when I cry.

I hate it when youre not around,
and the fact that you didnt text.
But mostly i hate the way I dont hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit,
I wonder will she hate you next?