I hate the way you always lie, I hate your dyed black hair.
I hate it when you say her name, I hate that you don’t care.
I hate the way you try to help, and the way you always do.
I hate the way you dont love me, but all I want is you.
I hate it that you tell my secrets, and the way i dont tell yours.
I hate the way you broke my heart, and threw it on the floor.
I hate it that you make me smile, so you never know how much you hurt me.
I hate the way my friends say you don’t deserve me.
I hate the way I have to work to ever make you call.
But mostly I hate the way I say I hate you so much, but dont end up meaning it at all.