I Hate The Way You Say -ŗhello-, But What Hurts Me Most Are Your -ŗgoodbyes-
I Hate The Way You Look At Me And Those Lovely Sparkles In Your Eyes
I Hate Your Lips, And How Wonderful They Taste
I Hate Your Hugs, And How They Make Me Feel So Safe
I Hate The Way You Talk To Me, And Always Get It Right
I Hate The Way You Can Turn Darkness Into Light
I Hate The Way You Read My Mind, But Then Get It All So Wrong At Times
I Hate The Fact That For You I-‘d Walk Over Mines And Do Any Kind Of Crimes
I Hate The Way You Play Me Like A Doll, And That You Broke Up With Me
I Hate It When You Don-‘t Trust Me, And Hurt Me So Awfully
I Hate The Happy Dreams I Have About You, And How Much I Wish They Were True
I Hate It When We Disagree; I Hate It When We Argue
I Hate The Way I Feel So Lost When You-‘re Gone
I Hate The Fact I Can-‘t Even Call You On The Telephone
I Hate It When You Get Jealous, And The Fact That I Get Jealous Too
I Hate The Way I Can-‘t Forget You, And That You Have No Clue
I Hate It When You Lie, And The Way I Cry Myself To Sleep
I Hate It When You Push Me Away, When I Am All Yours To Keep
I Hate The Way I Just Can-‘t Be Your Friend,
When With You My Life I Want To Spend
I Hate The Fact I Want You To Be Mine, My Sunshine
I Hate The Fact I Think I Might Have Crossed The Line
I Hate It When I Miss You, And Those Meetings In The Mall
I Hate That I Love You, And That I Do Not Hate You At All