Sometimes I just feel,
that I shouldve cut you,
and not the wedding cake.
Sometimes I just feel,
that youre a bitch,
and Ive taken in all that I can take.
Sometimes I just feel,
that I dont want to kiss you,
I want to smash in your head.
Sometimes I just feel,
like tearing out your heart,
and leave a round, red stain on the bed.
Sometimes I just feel,
like brutally murdering you,
like nothing this towns ever seen before.
Sometimes I just feel,
that I do, I do,
I do want to kill you. |