I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my time I think you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit And write you a little But off of the dome would probably be a little More for this type of song, woh
I got a reasons off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars just enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a right here, I'll just be briefer to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another Of you on my arm, but do I go and do? I go and get one, now I got two Ooh!
Now I'm sittin here, with your on my skin I can't believe I and did that stupid shit again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you knew how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing you've put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I think of you I You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you I
I was gonna the time to sit down And write you a letter But I thought a song probably be a little better of a letter, that you probably just shred up, yeah
I on your picture yesterday and it made stop And think of how much of a it'd be for me to put some ink To a piece of paper, I'd rather let you see How much I fuckin' hate you in a
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Die
But please get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I just move on, I have no but to But time I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't know how you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every I think of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'