If you only knew, how much I hated you for every freakin thing that you ever put us through, then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you.
Inte så fräscht i början
There I go thinking of you again...
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fkn sick to my stomache
Everytime I think of you I puke
You must just not know
You may not think you do
But you do everytime I think of you I puke
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