miércoles, 22 de julio de 2009

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
bootsand the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way youre 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 youre not around,and
the fact that you didnt call.
But mostly I hate the way
I dont hate you,
not even close
not even a little bitnot even at all.

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