I Hope You'll Die!

Baby you've been really really really rude
I can't stand this treatment and this attitude
You hurt my soul and now it feels so bad
You know what to do to make me sad, sad, sad.

I hate your smile
I hate your walk
I hate your squeeze sleazy 
Greasy dizzy talk

I hate your sight
I hate your smell
And I hope you'll die in pain 
And you will burn in hell!

You stole my heart and sold it cheap on sale
Drank my blood and wondered why I’m pale
You failed exam on love and have to go to the dean
Now you get your “D”, because  you’re mean, mean, mean.

I hate your smile
I hate your walk
I hate your squeeze sleazy 
Greasy dizzy talk

I hate your sight
I hate your smell
And I hope you'll die in pain 
And you will burn in hell!

Man this freaking [bad word] made me stand in a corner
Innocent child in the house of sorrow.
Not an avenger, but none of the priest.
I want to see you cry, because you’re beast, beast, beast!