Hated you a thousand times
Called you a million names
Now hating you into a rhyme
With every word it takes

I hate the way you tell your jokes
Hate even more that I smile
Can't stand the way you roll your smokes
And how you never walk the line

I don't even like your golden hair
And how it never looks the same
Despise the way you live so free
How you know no shame

I hate the way this poem makes me feel
My anger fades away
I know and knew this long before,
I could never hate you a day

I loved you a thousand times
Whispered a million sweet little names
While hating you into a rhyme
With every tear it takes.