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I hate the way you love me.

I hate the way you love me.

May you be the first one to see me;
May you be the only one to woo me;
Though you be whatever in front of me;
I hate the way you love me.

You can get anything out of me;
You can imitate anything of me.
Despite the fact that you can resist anything for me;
I hate the way you love me.

Don’t try to buzz like a bee;
Believe in the things which you really see.
If you love, then yell it out to me.
I hate the way you love me.

People may become fool, don’t try that on me.
You could convince others, but I am not someone so easy.
When you act, try to get the best of me.
I hate the way you love me

Don’t try to act as if you have become fizzy;
Please don’t say that you are feeling dizzy;
Though you’ll always be the best person for me; but
I hate the way you love me.


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