I don't hate you I just hope you get an STI
That itches and burns every time you pee and cry
Just a little
So don't break the seal
While you're drinking your feelings tonight
My life would be better if you would drop dead
Get sold for your organs or popped by the feds
You can make it up to me and go straight to hell
Drink a gallon of lead paint or fall down a well (and she can as well)
I don't hate you I just hope you pass out in the snow
And freeze your dick off while the weather is ten below
Just as cold
As your need for control
And I'll be icing your bones alright