Hated
From the first time that i saw you
I thought you crawled out of Us magazine
Its no wonder that it wasn't all you
All the things that i wanna be
Everybody loved you and they treated you
Like you stepped out of a TV show
But if they really got the chance to meet you
They'd finally see how hard you blow
I hate you, i hate you
Cause i see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
Like the winner of beauty pageant
You are the one i most admire
But as a poser i can only imagine
You're wearing that crown but your heads on fire
Your the real american idol
Your the poor mans mandy moore
Your the e true hollywood story
About a two face strip ball whore
I hate you, i hate you
Cause i see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
You got a lot of stuff
Stuff you don't deserve
You got a lot of friends
You got a lot of nerve
Trust me, you must be hated
La la la
La la la
La la-la la
La la la
Trust me, you must be hated
I wish i had your money
I wish i had your ride
I wish i had your boyfriend
I wish you'd choke and die
I hate you, i hate you
Cause i see through
To what a bitch you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
I hate you, i hate you (la la la)
Cause i see through (la la la)
To what a bitch you are (la la la)
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
I thought you crawled out of Us magazine
Its no wonder that it wasn't all you
All the things that i wanna be
Everybody loved you and they treated you
Like you stepped out of a TV show
But if they really got the chance to meet you
They'd finally see how hard you blow
I hate you, i hate you
Cause i see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
Like the winner of beauty pageant
You are the one i most admire
But as a poser i can only imagine
You're wearing that crown but your heads on fire
Your the real american idol
Your the poor mans mandy moore
Your the e true hollywood story
About a two face strip ball whore
I hate you, i hate you
Cause i see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
You got a lot of stuff
Stuff you don't deserve
You got a lot of friends
You got a lot of nerve
Trust me, you must be hated
La la la
La la la
La la-la la
La la la
Trust me, you must be hated
I wish i had your money
I wish i had your ride
I wish i had your boyfriend
I wish you'd choke and die
I hate you, i hate you
Cause i see through
To what a bitch you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
I hate you, i hate you (la la la)
Cause i see through (la la la)
To what a bitch you are (la la la)
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
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Writer(s): Jeff Richmond
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