It's been a lame three days
And now I want them over
Gonna take some time
To go and recover
Gonna spend my time
Thinking about you
And how you broke my heart
All I wanted was to say hi
Now I hope
That you go away and f**ing die
I don't care about you
Alyssa
What the hell?
You broke my f**ing heart
Can't you tell?
This is like every pop punk song ever written
Except I'm not Jaret Reddick
And you're not b**hing me out
Instead of even talking
You're probably just ignoring me
Running away
Cause you think I'm f**ing crazier than Marilyn Manson
Now I can't believe that I ever even fell for you
Wondering why you broke my f**ing heart in two
And now I'm running around
Singing love songs like Masked Intruder
Or something...
Maybe I care a little bit
b**h