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I Just Called To Say I Hate You You broke my very fragile heart, blood on the wall, looks like art. Sometimes I hang up when I call, I will beg for mercy, I'd even crawl. Yes, I'm under a restraining order, many times, I crossed that border. I just called to say I hate you, killing is now what I pursue. I hate your eyes, I hate your nose, hate your fingers, hate your toes. You said we'd last forever, then you slept with my friend Trevor. We got into a great big fight, you stormed out that very same night. I just called to say I hate you, sometimes plans, just fall through. Now I'm colder than cubes of ice, I'm on you like white on rice. I stalked you for about a week, neighbors thought I was a creepy freak. Twice you had me arrested, a trial is what I requested. I just called to say I hate you, you have no idea, what I plan to do. I can't help, that I keep calling, I'm still begging, I'm still crawling. I just can't get you out of my mind, I'm always just two steps behind. Went to the store and bought a knife, if you can't be mine, then you'll be nobodies wife. I just called to say I hate you, I fed the homeless, I called it ***** stew.
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
I Just Called To Say I Hate You
I Just Called To Say I Hate You You broke my very fragile heart, blood on the wall, looks like art. Sometimes I hang up when I call, I will beg for mercy, I'd even crawl. Yes, I'm under a restraining order, many times, I crossed that border. I just called to say I hate you, killing is now what I pursue. I hate your eyes, I hate your nose, hate your fingers, hate your toes. You said we'd last forever, then you slept with my friend Trevor. We got into a great big fight, you stormed out that very same night. I just called to say I hate you, sometimes plans, just fall through. Now I'm colder than cubes of ice, I'm on you like white on rice. I stalked you for about a week, neighbors thought I was a creepy freak. Twice you had me arrested, a trial is what I requested. I just called to say I hate you, you have no idea, what I plan to do. I can't help, that I keep calling, I'm still begging, I'm still crawling. I just can't get you out of my mind, I'm always just two steps behind. Went to the store and bought a knife, if you can't be mine, then you'll be nobodies wife. I just called to say I hate you, I fed the homeless, I called it ***** stew.
allen-wilbert
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
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