Thursday, November 17, 2005

"You don't really love me do you, you Jerry Springer Whore"


Today I wrote a song

As I open up my door
you see my face and spit in it
then you slam the door on my fingers breaking 4
You pulled the wires on my car
hit my head with a steel bar
you keep putting a price on my head more and more.

You filled my house, with poisenous gas
even tried to stab my cat
something tells me you don't love me anymore.

I wonder if Snoop Dogg would be interested?

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