I told you once.
I've told you a thousand times.
But I guess your ears are to full of **** to hear.
I've killed you once.
I've killed you a thousand times.
But I guess you are to obnoxious to die.
I've loved you once....
I've loved you a thousand times....
But I guess you were too busy with everybody else to love me back....
I've cursed you once.
I've cursed you a thousand times.
But I guess you are to invincible to get the effect.
I've begged you once...
I've begged you a thousand times.
But I guess you were too high and mighty to give me mercy...
I hate your guts now.
Then again you never did have any.
And neither do I.
Because if I did,
I would have killed you long ago.
When I had nothing to lose.
When it wouldn't affect me any.
You should thank my love for keeping you alive.
If it wasn't for her,
I would have killed you.
No remorse.
No regret.
Just blood on my clothes and a sneer on my face.