Rêverie - Never Loved You Back lyrics

YOU'RE A fu*kEN STUPID DUMB b*tch. STOP BLOWING UP MY PHONE STOP SWEARING THAT YOU'RE SORRY, I CAN HEAR IT IN YOUR TONE THAT YOURE LYING. YOU VE BEEN CRYING, BUT I COULD CARE LESS BABY LET ME DOWN TOO MANY TIMES. TOO fu*kEN CAUGHT UP IN THE LINES YOU'RE ON MY MIND BUT NOT BECAUSE I MISS YOU I'M THINKING ABOUT PUTTING A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD GETTING YOU JUMPED, I WANNA DISS YOU. KISS YOU WHEN YOURE ALL BLOODY, AND BRUISED, AND DAMAGED LET YOU TRY- YOU COULDN'T MANAGE TOO fu*kEN SELFISH, INSECURE. MIXING DIRTY WITH THE PURE- GOT YOU KNOCKED. IM TOO MUCH TOO fu*kEN HOOD WITH THE BUSINESS WHILE YOU PLAYING GAMES LIKE 2 TOUCH YOU RUSH TO CONCLUSIONS, ASSUMPTIONS WITH NO REASONS YOU'RE A WEIRDO! BIPOLAR AND CONFUSED LIKE THE SEASONS I'M NOT GONNA EXPLAIN MYSELF. SO GET OFF THE NUTS AND STOP ASKING "WHY I LEFT," "WHAT YOU DID," CUZ YOU KNOW THE fu*kEN ANSWER LIES SPREADING LIKE CANCER. NO CURE, NO PILLS ALL THE WEED THAT I SMOKE, BETWEEN THE G AND THE COKE- I GOT YOU FIGURED OUT BEFORE YOU FIGURED OUT YOURSELF YOU'RE A RUDE, SELF CENTERED, INCONSIDERATE SON OF A b*tch I'M DONE WITH YA b*tch, I'M DONE WITH YOUR GAMES DONE LOOKING AT YOUR SICK FACE, I'M DONE CALLING YOU NAMES SO.. LEAVE ME ALONE. GET THE fu*k OUTTA MY FACE STOP BLOWING UP MY PHONE. STOP COMING ROUND MY PLACE BECAUSE IM DONE WITH YA b*tch. GO COP ANOTHER COKE SACK REVERY GETS THE LAST LAUGH CUZ I NEVER LOVED YOU BACK I BET YOU'RE FEELING REAL GOOD. CONTEMPLATE YOUR MISTAKES WHICH ONE OUT OF THE 51 ? ALL WITHIN A MONTH! YOU'RE A JOKE, A LITTLE BOY, IRRESPONSIBLE, A TOY SADISTICLY PLAYING WITH YOUR HEAD WHILE WE LAYING IN BED ENOUGH SAID, IM THE BOSS, IM THE sh*t, ITS YOUR LOSS CUZ IM COOL. DON'T NEED NO b*tch AROUND MAKING ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL NO MORE OF YOUR BULL sh*t, BIRD sh*t, YOUR sh*t MAKIES ME LAUGH, MAKES ME SICK, YEAH I KNOW WHAT THE CURE IS THAT'S WHY YOURE ALONE. THAT'S WHY I NEVER LOVED YOU BACK I KNEW YOU'D END UP BEING A b*tch, fu*kEN LAME, THAT'S A FACT YOU PROVED MY POINT, IT'S ALL GOOD, I DON T NEED YOU AROUND BUT STOP KNOCKING ON MY WINDOW. IM STILL HOLDING MY GROUND BOW DOWN TO THE QUEEN, I WAS PLAYING YOU THE WHOLE TIME ONCE IM DONE WITH A b*tch, PICK UP THE NEXT ONE IN LINE TILL HE GETS ANNOYING, OR HE BUGS, OR WONT GIVE ME DRUGS TILL HE THINKS HE WEARS THE PANTS. STUPID b*tch FALLS IN LOVE BUT I'M A NO LOVING, COLD HEARTED, RUTHLESS LOK FEED YOURSELF YOUR OWN PLEAS TILL YOU THROW IT UP OR CHOKE TALK YOUR sh*t TO THE CHOIR, OR MAYBE TO THE JURY CUZ I SURE DON'T GIVE A sh*t. I WILL SPIT IN YOUR SLURPEE YOU AIN'T WORTHY OF MY ATTENTION. NOW IM MAKING YOU SUFFER LIKE DETENTION YOUR NAME DON'T EVEN GET MENTIONED CUZ YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER PIECE OF ASS, GOT KICKED TO THE CURB IF I COULD DESCRIBE YOU IN ONE SYLLABLE "b*tch" WOULD Have TO BE THE WORD LEAVE ME ALONE. GET THE fu*k OUTTA MY FACE STOP BLOWING UP MY PHONE. STOP COMING ROUND MY PLACE BECAUSE IM DONE WITH YA b*tch. GO COP ANOTHER COKE SACK REVERY GETS THE LAST LAUGH CUZ I NEVER LOVED YOU (NEVER LOVED YOU) BACK