Because I love you [This song I made for my father]

I hate the way you say
I hate your irony
Hate your way
I hate how you think that things have to be
Hate when you
Think you are right
I hate when you say
That this is out of line
When you think that
Your ways is correct
I hate it
I hate to think that
Until yesterday I was your little girl
And you told me the histories
of those beautiful fary tales
I hate the way
that things going
Everything could be different
Oh I hate it a lot
I hate even more
To fight with you
Discuss with you, don't talk to you
I hate to be telling you these things
Because I love you...