I hate the way you run around
Telling everyone I’m a ****
I hate the way your apologies sound
In fact, they make me sick

I hate your lack of confidence
In everything you do
I hate your rejection of the compliments
I showered over you

I hate how you ended things
And that you were so blunt
I hate how I never told you
That I think you are a ****

I hate that I showed you devotion
Every single day
I hate that I invested emotion
In every single way

I hate your ******* dad
He did a ****** job
I hate your upbringing being bad
Because it made you a ******* ****

I hate your ******* petulance
It drives me up the wall
I hate you pretending to be delicate
When you’ve got no heart at all

I hate the way that you pretend
You don’t want to get hurt
I hate the way you talk to your friends
Like I’m a piece of dirt

I hate that your attention span
Is like a ******* fish
I hate that I’d never have been your man
If I had just one wish

I hate that you’re so beautiful
And that that fact is true
I hate that my soul is so full
Of love and dreams of you

But most of all:

I hate that there was a time
When I made you feel good
I hate that I tried
In any way I could

I hate that I was short-sighted
Enough to fall for you
I hate being reminded
You haven’t got a clue

I hate that I adored you
Even when you took the ****
I hate that I never ignored you
When you moved in for our first kiss

I hate all your awful qualities
Even the ones you can’t see
But most of all, I hate the fact
That you, blame me.