If you hate me, love me
If you hate me, love me
Dressed in the dress that you wear
I can see that you care
Your middle finger's in the air
If you hate me, love me
If you hate me, love me
Everytime I hate you
I always had a reason
Everytime I kiss you
I always wiped off my lips
Everytime I struck plug
You think I had struck some gold
Everytime you saw the doctor
This was his advice
If you hate me, love me
If you hate me, love me
If you hate me, love me
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