I hate it when you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive your car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme
I hate the way you are always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate it that you're not around
And the fact you didn't call
And mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit not any at all.
--From the movie "10 Things I hate about you"
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