You broke my fucking heart.
And you did it from the comfort of your own fucking garden.
While you had a fucking cigarette.
I was curled into the corner of a fucking bathroom, so no one could hear me cry.
I don't fucking cry.
But since then I can't fucking stop.
I can't fucking deal with this.
Why the fuck did you do this to me?
I fucking hate you!
Please come back...
and every fucking lie.
That slid through your
consumed with an
Knock out em' out.
You're going to need
an oral surgeon.
Next line you drop.
No, get electrocuted.