I love to hate him, hate so much, he who still hold my heart.
I love to hate his looks, that still tear my mind apart.
I love to hate the memories, that still haunt me to this day.
I love to hate this Wild Boy, but i wish he'd go away.
I love to hate the joy i felt, when i heard him say my name.
I love to hate this Wild Boy, whom my affection could never tame.
i love to hate his big brown eyes, that would always look my way.
i love to hate the words he spoke, when he promised he would stay.
i love to hate the thought of him, and i hate it when i can.
I Love to Hate My Wild Boy,
Who is now, My Wild Man.