The
anger that drips out,
From each and every verse,
The smoke that
pours out,
From the back of your hearse.
Is that how
you think of me,
Well what I think of you,
You fill me with
confusion,
In all the things you do.
No way I love
you,
Never will I either,
You fucking lying cunt,
You self
absorbed deceiver.
Hope you feel proud,
When
everyone has gone,
Left without a friend,
Find a way to carry
on.
Can't take anymore, Of your lies or your shit,
No
one would be sad,
If you went and died in a ditch
