I hate how you say her name,
And how you look when she calls.
I hate that stupid little ring tone her number has,
And the look you get when she says your name.
I hate how you think of her when we sleep.
I hate how you ask me to be her...
And get mad when I try.
I hate how you lie and say shes gone,
Then once again you make me cry.
I want to hate you, I truly do
But I love you to much...
Too much to care anymore.
I want to die ... and ...
I want to take her life ...
With mine...
