Rue (Interlude)
Huh
You are fuckin' dead to me
You don't mean that
I fucking mean. Every. Fucking. Word
You're dead to me, Jules
I don't believe you
You and me. We're fucking done
There's nothing fuckin' there anymore
Nothing. Fucking. There
You know, I have a lot of regrets, in my life
But I gotta' tell you, Jules
Meeting you has got to be at the top of my fuckin' list
Oh, now you wanna' fuckin' cry?
You wanna' fucking cry?
Yeah, you're a fucking vampire
Just go around fuckin'
Sucking the fucking spirit out of everyone!
You like that shit! Makes you feel good
You know that's not true
It is fuckin' true
It's all about fuckin' Jules, right?
And you don't know what the fuck you're doing
You just act all fuckin' innocent
Like you're this fuckin' sweet little angel
This innocent, sweet, little fuckin' angel
Who doesn't know what the fuck they're doing
You know know what the fuck you're doing!
I love you
No the fuck you don't. You love being loved!
You're a fuckin' greedy whore
Who just likes sucking the life out of people
And it fucking hurts, Jules!
I love you
No you don't
Stop saying that, you don't love me!
You fuckin' left me, when I fuckin' needed you
You fuckin' left me, when I was at my fuckin l-
You fucking left me, at my fucking lowest
And a real friend, someone who fucking loves you, wouldn't do some shit like that, Jules
I love you, and I wanna' help
If you wanna' help me
Uh, you can honestly, you can just stay out of my fuckin' life
Forever
Cause honestly looking at you, makes me physically fucking ill!
You are fuckin' dead to me
You don't mean that
I fucking mean. Every. Fucking. Word
You're dead to me, Jules
I don't believe you
You and me. We're fucking done
There's nothing fuckin' there anymore
Nothing. Fucking. There
You know, I have a lot of regrets, in my life
But I gotta' tell you, Jules
Meeting you has got to be at the top of my fuckin' list
Oh, now you wanna' fuckin' cry?
You wanna' fucking cry?
Yeah, you're a fucking vampire
Just go around fuckin'
Sucking the fucking spirit out of everyone!
You like that shit! Makes you feel good
You know that's not true
It is fuckin' true
It's all about fuckin' Jules, right?
And you don't know what the fuck you're doing
You just act all fuckin' innocent
Like you're this fuckin' sweet little angel
This innocent, sweet, little fuckin' angel
Who doesn't know what the fuck they're doing
You know know what the fuck you're doing!
I love you
No the fuck you don't. You love being loved!
You're a fuckin' greedy whore
Who just likes sucking the life out of people
And it fucking hurts, Jules!
I love you
No you don't
Stop saying that, you don't love me!
You fuckin' left me, when I fuckin' needed you
You fuckin' left me, when I was at my fuckin l-
You fucking left me, at my fucking lowest
And a real friend, someone who fucking loves you, wouldn't do some shit like that, Jules
I love you, and I wanna' help
If you wanna' help me
Uh, you can honestly, you can just stay out of my fuckin' life
Forever
Cause honestly looking at you, makes me physically fucking ill!
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Whelan
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