I hate the way

I hate the way you look at me.
I hate the way you just let me be.

I hate the way you make me fall to my knees when you smile.
And how you make me mad for a little while.

I hate the way I want you.
And how the way you want me too.

I hate the way you care.
I hate the way you say you will always be there.

The thing I hate the most is how I love you.
And how you love me too.