I hate your big 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 youre always right
I hate the way you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh
And even more when you make me cry.

I hate it when youre not around
And the fact that you didnt call
But mostly I hate it that I dont hate you
Not even close, not a little bit, not even at all.

from the movie "Ten Things I Hate About You"