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 boots, and the way you read my mind..
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme..
I hate it, 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 when 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, not even a little bit, not even at all..

*dikutip dari film berjudul sama*