I glorify your misery
It suits you,
You were just skipping rope
And on the count of a hundred
You are so ready to trip.

I wish you all the sadness
It fits you,
You were just shuffling cards
But the joker's eyes are glaring
Now the joke is on you.

I will resent you
That's my revenge,
You can never win my world
And I want to make sure
That it's you who is losing.