Fuck your shit,
I'm about to tableflip.
Keep talking your trash,
You little fucking ass.
 
I'm fed up with your attitude.
I'm not kidding, dude.
You like to fuck with our head,
I'll make you wish you were dead.
 
Saying things behind my back,
So many lies that you can't keep track
Of who knows what, and who doesn't.
Isn't this pretty little life you live pleasant?
 
This pretty little life you live,
These petty little lies you spin,
giving in
drenched in sin
 
You want to look at me?
With those eyes, full of treachery?
And tell me you love me?
No, bitch. You're just trying to get a fuck for free.
 
Seeing through your disguise,
I can see the malice in your eyes,
hear the hate in your cries,
They're almost tangible, all of your lies.
 
You did your best to cause me pain.
And the old feelings return, time and time again.
But I remember just how you would feign
Ignorance while you slyly reign.
 
I'm catching on to your story.
So when I start shit, it gets a bit gory.
You aren't gonna like the end, And you're gonna abhor me
But that's fine, 'Cause I don't give a fuck anymore.
 
You better watch your temper.
Because I've got a new girl, and you'll tempt her
To rip you a new one.
This is gonna be fun.