Everytime I think of you
It puts me down. Everytime I hear your name I frown.
It just seems, with you I have no luck, And by
The way if I didn't tell you for a while you suck.
Nothing personal, but I HATE YOU, though I'm
Sure, that about this you knew.
You pick on me with all this bitching, with all
This crap, with all this shit, To make me feel like I don't fit.
When I think of you I get nausea,
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you ...
And after that I hate you some more.
"Why??" you ask?
You ask me "Why??" ?
FUCK YOU BITCH
I KNOW YOU HATE ME
And if I could I'd just kick your ass but
You're just a word ...
"L....I....F....E"