I hate you,you make me mad.Around me,you ain't nothing but bad.

You try and be better than me,but I ask you to stop,in my plea.

I get mad when you go for my man,but I hide my emotions the best I can.

You make a bad assault,and when I get blamed,it's not really my fault.

When I cry,you have no sympathy, and you convince your friends to not care
for me.

And that is why I hate you,and my feelings are true.



 
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