A bullet in your head is how I want it, your body on the floor-a kodak moment.
You're a waste of air and a waste of space,
I want sharp objects to fly into your face.
I hate you now more that I ever did,
I wanna kill you, dig you up and do it again.
I want a car to run over your head, put it in reverse and do it again.

And I would be lying if I said that it wasn't true...
I only want

Bad things to happen to you, I want bad things to happen to you.
I want bad things to happen to you.
I want very bad things to happen to you...yeah.

It would be really great if you drowned in a lake
or put a bag over your face and watched you suffocate.
I'd celebrate at your wake, I'd bake myself a cake
cause you're my favorite person that I love to hate.
And you're the reason that murder should be legalized.
If it was you'd be dead and in the ground by five.
Just in cause I forgot to say,
I hate you motherfucker in the very worst way.