i hate the way you led me on,
and how i lost my best friend.

i hate the way our baby is gone,
i hate how i have to pretend.

i hate how i actually sang for you,
and the way you opened up so much.

i hate the way i can't give back your clothes,
and how i still freeze at your every touch.

i hate the way you figured me out,
i hate it when you lie.

i hate you when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.

i hate the fact you're really gone,
and that for you i truly did fall.

but mostly i hate the way i don't hate you,
not even close, not even a little bit,
not even at all.