I lay in my bed,
Thinking.
Why should I pretend?
That I care
When you care,
Even if I don't give a shit
Yet, you have the guts to treat
Me like shit when you want.
You never gave a fuck, piece of shit.
When I hate my life
Wanting, desiring death
Yet you don't care
You know what?
Everyday my heart
Kept dieing, bit by bit
'Till today my heart
is made of stone
And I don't give a fuck
About anything
So go to Hell, Bitch