I hate you. Almost as much as I love you. I've been fantasizing about stabbing you in the legs the way I used to fantasize about kissing your face. I thought that I had one person I could always count on, I just knew you'd never betray me. Guess I was wrong.
You broke my heart, I want to break your spine. You make the worst ex ever, and now you're mine.
I want to hurt you the way you hurt me. I want to stuff glass into your arteries. I want you to stop saying you're sorry. I want you to invent a time machine, So this'll never've happened. So neither of us will've learned this lesson.
"Darling you're the world to me" "My love, you make me so happy" What an idiot I was to believe these things. Now you've got me writing slam poetry Because I figure it's better than murdering you- And that little ***** you ****** too.
You were drunk! You felt alone, You were confused, And guess who was right there to comfort you? That's no excuse. I sure hope going down on someone new, Was worth throwing that rare and beautiful thing we had away. I never knew someone could hurt me this way. Oh and by the way, I hate you.
I'm a bit peeved obviously. They do say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.