Ten Things I Hate About You
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.