I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how sick you me You make me sick to my stomach time I think you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do time I think of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would be a little more More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can of Sixteen bars just enough to put some ink to So it, I'm a start right here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get tattoo Of you on my arm, but do I go and do? I go and get one, now I got two Ooh!
Now I'm sittin here, with your name on my I can't believe I went and did stupid shit again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how much I you For every thing you've ever put us through Then I wouldn't be here cryin' over you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my time I think of you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit And write you a little But I thought a song would probably be a better Instead of a letter, that you probably just shred up,
I stumbled on your yesterday and it made stop And of how much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink To a stupid piece of paper, I'd let you see How much I fuckin' hate you in a
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I you die Die
But please get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I still love you, not 'cause I want you back It's just when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I just move on, I have no but to But every time I think of you now all I do Is
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I think of you I You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'