I Wish You Were Dead (slowed)
All this time
I've been second guessing everyone
In case I figured out
That they would end up being you
And all this time
You've been forgetting the evil things
That you buried so well
I couldn't live with myself too
Well you killed me
But there's no trial for the murderer
And you send little girls to therapy
While you preach of God
I hope He sends you straight to hell
Yeah I know
It was long ago
I shouldn't cry this hard
But I can't help but wish that you were dead
I can't believe
I was scared to walk the halls
So I would hide at every lunch
And cut off every single friend
And it makes sense
You were scared to show your face
So you would hide behind a screen
And then pretend to be so sweet
It makes me sick
To imagine having kids
You send little girls to therapy
While you preach of God
I hope He sends you straight to hell
I know it was long ago
I shouldn't cry this hard
But I can't help
I wish that you were dead
I can't believe after all of the betrayal
I'm still begging you to stop lurking
Obsessing over me
And I feel sick
Knowing I'll never recover
But you'll be fine getting off
In just like six months of your time
I really hope
You have a girl
And you'll always fear
She'll sing this song
I've been second guessing everyone
In case I figured out
That they would end up being you
And all this time
You've been forgetting the evil things
That you buried so well
I couldn't live with myself too
Well you killed me
But there's no trial for the murderer
And you send little girls to therapy
While you preach of God
I hope He sends you straight to hell
Yeah I know
It was long ago
I shouldn't cry this hard
But I can't help but wish that you were dead
I can't believe
I was scared to walk the halls
So I would hide at every lunch
And cut off every single friend
And it makes sense
You were scared to show your face
So you would hide behind a screen
And then pretend to be so sweet
It makes me sick
To imagine having kids
You send little girls to therapy
While you preach of God
I hope He sends you straight to hell
I know it was long ago
I shouldn't cry this hard
But I can't help
I wish that you were dead
I can't believe after all of the betrayal
I'm still begging you to stop lurking
Obsessing over me
And I feel sick
Knowing I'll never recover
But you'll be fine getting off
In just like six months of your time
I really hope
You have a girl
And you'll always fear
She'll sing this song
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Writer(s): Rebecca Hawkes
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