The Bitter End.

I'm fuming now can't you see?
If you stood right here you'd feel my heat
But you're frozen in fear
Oh what a tool
You lack a soul
Or is it me

I gave you all your wants & needs
My rent is in your jewelry
And you've only wore it once
Oh what a tool
You lack a soul
And you took mine, and you took mine

And I hate you
And I hate you
And I hate you
Should've kept my mouth shut
I should shut the hell up
I should shut the hell up
Should shut the hell up
Why don't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?



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Writer(s): El Carlo Downs
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