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i don’t know why you had to talk the mad shit
when you broke my fucking heart
don’t say that you still care
if you did then you’d still be here

you lied when you said there wasn't someone else
that’s why you were so quick to get a new man
and then you went and lied to me some more
i don't know why i bother anymore

you claim you still want to be friends
well i can’t fucking do that
you only call when you need my help
now i don’t even fucking know you

you remember when we just ate and fucked
and you told me every girl wants to be immortalized in song
i wrote you this song for your birthday
i wish you’d fucking use your brain

how does this make me happy
guess it doesn’t fucking matter
cause you’re just talking more shit

i hope you want to be your fucking mother
if you do then keep living like you’re are
you’ll be there in no time at all
infact you’re already almost there

keep playing your stupid mind games
with so many drunken fools
you think you’re so fucking grown up
when the fuck are you going to fucking grow up

you think i’m fucked up, well take a look at you
face your problems you can’t run away from you
now you’re just a stupid whitetrash slut
i hope you think of me when you take it in the butt
stupid little cunt on an ego trip
get what you want by sucking more dick
do more drugs to hide from your pain
hope i never fucking see you ever again

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from sub​-​(​urban) american vol. ii (v​.​a​.​), released November 3, 2001
written, performed and produced by smeat.
lyrics by steve worthless.

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