I stab you in the face. I strangle you to death. I slap, hit, and kick you over and over again. I blow up your house. I put water in your gas tank, and then blow up your car anyway. I steal your identity, and embarrass you when you have to have her pay for all your dates. I tie you to a chair, attach your ******* to a car battery via clamps painful on their own, and then proceed to electrocute you. I steal your dog, and she likes me better anyway. I turn your sister into a *******. I recruit four horsemen to pull you limb from limb between them. I burn you to the ******* ground, and force-feed your ashes to someone you hate, so you're always a part of them. I slice you open from taint to ******* and stuff you with cheese as rancid as your soul before sewing you back up and sealing it with a kiss. I feed you **** pie. It doesn't really matter though; my fury never dies.
If I were charged with a crime It would be because Lured into another Toxic relationship And I killed the Pervert with poisoning Or an ice axe to the crown chakra. For men lie For men cheat For men are perverts And womanizers.
If you were to **** Me Soblang I hope that The medical examiner Relays the Emotional and physical Pain That I had lived though And the emotional pain And damage Of your lies and false promises Caused me.