I Hate You
You make me sick;
I hate you.
You undeserving prick;
I hate you.
You don't even know how to love;
I hate you.
You never felt whats from Above;
I hate you.
Go ahead, stand near the edge;
I hate you.
Go ahead teeter on the ledge;
I hate you.
Yes, I accept your apologies that are lies;
I hate you.
Yes, those apologies stink and draw flies;
I hate you.
I will keep you real close to me;
I hate you.
I will show you how I can really be;
I hate you.
Shhh, baby don't cry;
I hate you.
In my mind I wish you would die;
I hate you.
But the truth is, I'm better than you;
The truth is those things I never would do.
And the truth is: I really can't hate you;
I would never make anyone feel like I do!
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