i hate the way you gripped me tight

and the way you say you care

i hate the way you stand too close

i hate the way you stare

i hate your stupid trenchcoat

and the way you leave me behind

i hate you so much it makes me sick

but i just say i’m fine

i hate the way you’re so uptight

i hate that you learnt to lie

i hate the way you make me laugh

even worse when you make me cry

i hate it when you’re not around

and the fact that i made you fall

but mostly i hate the way i don’t hate you

not even close, not even a little bit

not even at all