From the first time that I saw you
I thought you crawled out of Us magazine
It's no wonder that it wasn't all you
All the things that I wanna be Everybody loved you and they treated you
But if they really got the chance to meet you
Like you stepped out of a TV show
They'd finally see how hard you blow Cause I see through
I hate you, I hate you
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
To what a fake you are Like the winner of beauty pageant
But as a poser I can only imagine
You are the one I most admire
Wearing that crown but your head's on fire You're the real American Idol
You're the E True Hollywood Story
You're the poor man's Mandy Moore
About a twoI hate you, I hate you
To what a fake you are Cause I see through
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated You got a lot of stuff
You got a lot of friends
You got a lot of nerve
Stuff you don't deserve
Trust me, you must be hated
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la laTrust 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
Cause I see through
I hate you, I hate you
To what a bitch you are You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
Cause I see through (la la la)
I hate you, I hate you (la la la)
You disgust me, that's why you must be hatedTo what a bitch you are (la la la).
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