I hate the way you brush your teeth
and leave toothpaste in the sink,
I hate the way you talk to me,
and sometimes how you think
I hate the way you dress and how
your clothes, they never match,
I hate the way you comb your hair
and think you're such a catch
I hate the way you drive your car
and blare the radio loud
then park it on the side of the road
and get out looking proud
I hate the way you smell like rum
when you come home late and kiss me
then you wonder why I get mad
when I refuse to to get cozy
I hate the way you stole my heart
and claimed it for your own
I hate the way you kiss my neck
and the way you make me moan
I hate it when you leave the house
without a kiss goodbye
it makes me feel alone inside
but then you ask me why
I hate when you don't understand
the way you make me feel
Don't you see the way I look
when you ooze your sex appeal?
I hate the way I can't hate you
when you make me mad
you and I, it would seem
are a very strong dyad
There are many things I cannot say
I cannot find the words
but if I could I'd fill your heart
with thousands of fluttering birds
I love the way your arms are strong
and lift me off the floor
I love the way you speak to me
and tell me "je t'amour"
I love the way you watch me smile
and stare into my eyes
I love the way you steal my voice
when we say our good-byes
I love the way you move in me
when we're making love
and when you tell me quietly
I'm all you're thinking of
I love your lips because they're soft
and run along my skin
trailing down my ear and cheek,
along my jaw and chin
I love your hands and tender touch
and the warmth of your embrace
and when we kiss I love the way
you hold onto my face
I ask you please, just this once
to never let me go
but if you do, I swear to you
I may still love you so