I hate how you never look at me
How your eyes always pass me by
I hate if when you look at her,
And how it makes me cry.

I hate the fact you do math in pen
Because you're never wrong.
I hate the way you smile at me,
Like you're stringing me along.

I hate how blue your eyes can get
When you laugh or when you smile.
I hate the fact for you, I'd run
A hundred thousand miles.

I hate, I hate, I hate
Your entire ******* being.
So why is it, why is it,
you are everything I am seeing?