LISA去参疯马秀

I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate you so much,it makes me sick,it even makes me rhyme. I hate it... I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you make me laugh,even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call. I hate it when you lie. But mostly,I hate the way I don't hate you,not even close,not even a little bit,not even at all. 想念Heath...