You ripped out my still-beating heart.
& took a bite out of it.
You chewed it up & spit it out
& threw it on the ground
& proceeded to stomp on it.
It might seem at first
That it kinda fucking hurt
But, oh, I’m getting used to it.
Fucked up as it is, I admit, oh shit, it’s kinda true
I love to hate you.
In the good old days
We had an unspoken pact
Of mutual assured distruction.
An arrogant prick & a self-righteous bitch,
We were a pair conceived in heaven
By a sick, sad god
With a twisted sense of humor
& a serious mental condition.
Fucked up as it is, I admit, oh shit, it’s kinda true
I love to hate you.
Fucked up as it is, you have to admit, it’s probably true
You love that I bother to hate you.
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