Do you remember the day I said I'd write you love songs? well instead your recieving this So sit down shut the fuck up and listen, Curstin, here's your parting gift
Your a lying conniving deceiving slut, I should've left my heart with Sam Since you know your gonna be alone in the end, I cared enough to write this song, so fucking listen again
Finding my semen in you would be like playing wheres waldo in a crowd of freddy kreugers