I hope everything goes great
With the rest of your stupid asshole life and
Oh I just can’t wait
Until you slip and fall on a kitchen knife but
Maybe I’m too mean
Because some poor soul would have to clean that up so
I guess we should agree
You’re dead to me and that’ll have to be
Good enough
It’ll be so sweet
To see your face again in Hell
Until then, my love
I’ll have to make do with a few other ways of
Wishing you well
Remember when we met
It was way back when you used to be cool
And now I’m filled with regret
Because I should’ve seen the way you turned me on just meant
You were a giant tool
But in my own defense I’m dumb
When it comes right down to making choices mostly based on cum
Oh once upon a time you were mine like a claymore
I got what I paid for
Fine
Don’t care if you mind that I blame you for what I turned into
But I’ve been cut to the bone, I should have known
So we’ll call it Stockholm Syndrome
Oh it’ll be so sweet
To see your face in Hell
Until then my love
Stay out of my side of town
credits
from Unpleasant Truths: Volume 1,
released February 25, 2014
music by josh anderson
lyrics by christina collins
recorded by scott ross at elliott bay recording company
