sexta-feira, setembro 10, 2010

I want you to want me

" 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 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 that 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 any at all. "

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