I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every time I you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do Every I think of you I puke
I was gonna the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the would probably be a little more More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my head I can think of bars just ain't enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a right here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some reasons
I knew I go and get another tattoo Of you on my arm, but do I go and do? I go and get one, now I got two Ooh!
Now I'm here, with your name on my skin I believe I went and did that stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her name's be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how much I you For every thing you've ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' you Ooh!
You don't know how sick you me You make me sick to my stomach time I think of you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you I
I was gonna the time to sit down And you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little Instead of a letter, that you just shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it stop And think of how much of a waste it'd be for me to put ink To a stupid piece of paper, I'd let you see How much I fuckin' hate you in a
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Die
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not or mad It's not that I love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what else can I do, I haven't got a 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 time I think of you I You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you, I
it Fuckin'