I Hate Your Guts

I know a girl, she thinks she's cool.
I don't think I care.
She hates me and I can see she's too much to bear.
There's nothing I would rather see than to see you walk away from me.
Turn around and walk away.
Cause I don't really like this place and I can't really stand your face.
Open your mouth, cock going south.
You never seem to learn.
With every guy, you know why.
And I don't want my turn.
Nothing really makes me sick to see you talking to some prick.
Dumping me for that guy.
I hope he makes you wanna cry.
I hope he makes you wanna die.
Cause I really think
I really think
I really think I hate your guts.
I really think
I really think
I really think I hate your guts.
I wish you'd fucking go away.
There's nothing really left to say to you.
I don't wanna treat you this way.
Cause everybody knows that I hate you, yeah!
Dyed red hair, I don't care.
You're still a bitch to me.
Pierced nose, baggy clothes.
A fuck is all I see.
There's nothing I would rather see than to see you walk away from me.
Turn around and walk away.
Cause I don't really like this place and I can't really stand your face.
I really think
I really think
I really think I hate your guts.
I really think
I really think
I really think I hate your guts.
I wish you'd fucking go away.