Monday, October 25, 2010

I Hate You (light version)

This is the hardest thing I've ever had to say.
I don't love you anymore, I'm glad I feel that way.
You sold my mom's wheelchair on ebay for 5 bucks.
And made her take a cab.
Swallowed all her vicodin.
Asked her why she was so mad.

I hate you, I hate you.
Everything about you really sucks.
I hate you, I hate you.
You're the biggest whore I've ever done.

I hope the doctor says I'm clean.
I really hate you.
You're a pussy bending machine.

You said you wanted me to teach you how to sing.
The sound of two dogs f-ing has a better ring.
You kicked my grandma in the face on Christmas Eve.
And stole her Matlock tapes.
Filled it up with Family Guy.
And told her it was a mistake.<

I hate you, I hate you.
Everything you look at turns to stone.
I hate you, I hate you.
Tried to choke me with a rotary phone.

I didn't know they still made those.
Oh yea and I hate you.
Your ragged head and big painted toes.
Oh yea.
Oh yea...
Oh yea... yea.

Sometimes I wonder if there's still a chance with her.
No, f-that I still wish she'd get hit by a bus.
You told me that you saw my father at the mall.
But he's been dead for years.
You said "oh I remember now."
I scream these words through my tears.

I hate you, I hate you.
Everytime you call me I hang up.
I hate you, I hate you.
Slashed all of the tires on my truck.

I rode a tricycle to school.
Now I really hate you.
You tried to drown me in your pool.

I hate you, I hate you.
Hopefully I made this very clear.
I hate you, I hate you.
Smoked all of my weed and drank my beer.

I mixed the beer with cyanide.
I really hate you.
Everyone's so happy you died.

I hate you, I hate you.
I hate you, I hate you.
I hate you.
Really hate you.
I hate you...

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found this gem of a song from my early 2000 archives.
there are benefits to constantly wanting to edit my writings before I make them public.
not entirely sure if there was any actual inspiration for this at the time.
I think this was just the end result of some improv singing.



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