There I go
Thinkin` of you again

You don`t know how sick you make me
You make me f**kin` sick to my stomach
Every time I think you I puke
You must just not know
You may not think you do but you do
Every time I think of you I puke

I was gonna take the time to sit down
And write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song, woh

I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can think of
Sixteen bars just ain`t enough to put some ink to
So f**k it, I`m a start right here, I`ll just be briefer
`Bout to rattle off some other reasons

I knew I shouldn`t go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but whatever I gonna do?
I go and get another one, now I got two
Ooh!

Now I`m sittin here, with your name on my skin
I can`t believe I went and did that stupid s**t again
My next girlfriend, now her name`s gotta be Kim
S**t!

If you only knew how much I hated you
For every motherf**kin` thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldn`t be standin` here cryin` over you
Ooh!

You don`t know how sick you make me
You make me f**kin` sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not know
You may not think you do but you do
Every time I think of you I puke

I was gonna take the time to sit down
And write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter, that you probably just shred up, yeah

I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made stop
And think of how much of a waste it`d be for me to put some ink
To a stupid piece of paper, I`d rather let you see
How much I f**kin` hate you in a freestyle

You`re a f**kin` cokehead slut, I hope you f**kin` die
You get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your f**kin` guts, you f**kin` slut, I hope you die
Die

But please don`t get me wrong, I`m not bitter or mad
It`s not that I still love you, it`s not `cause I want you back
It`s just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
Aack

But what else can I do, I haven`t got a clue
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you now all I wanna do
Is puke

You don`t know how sick you make me
You make me f**kin` sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not know
You may not think you do but you do
Every time I think of you, I puke

Goddamn it
F**kin` bitch