I know how it goes, I′ve been here before

I broke my heart three times before age 24

I'll be a mess, you′ll act calm and collectedThen you'll finally call, I'll get awfully lightheaded

But I won′t pickup so you′ll pick off all of your nails

I wish I picked up, then you'll fill a cup

With mostly vodka and some ginger ale

And when your mom asked how I am, will you get agitated?

Smoke two packs of Marlboros? Go off the rails?

Or will you roll your eyes and tell her, "That ship has sailed"?

You′re fucking disgusting

You're good for nothing

You told me you love me

You don′t fucking love me

You think you're special

I think that you′re mental

I hope there's no hot girls in hell

How could you do this?

You're mean and stupid

You′re getting wasted

And I′m getting too thin

You should be crying

Painfully dying

I hope there's no hot girls in hell

I post a pic to get your attention

You don′t react, I sink into depression

You clog my mind off, completely take over

I miss the you that you were last October

And when I asked you to leave me alone, didn't mean it

But you finally listened this time, how convenient

I′ll keep waiting up, for your next moment of weakness

You're fucking disgusting

You′re good for nothing

You told me you love me

You don't fucking love me

You think you're special

You′re not fucking special

I hope there′s no hot girls in hell

How could you do this?

You're mean and stupid

You′re getting wasted

And I'm getting too thin

You should be crying

Painfully dying

I hope there′s no hot girls in hell

No hot girls in hell

No hot girls in hell