I don't miss you but I miss who you used to be

You made me laugh
And you made me smile

We used to be happy
Until you said I'm a pregnant lady

What the hell was that for?
Was it your brain you gore?

You were here
but now you’re gone

Thanks for breaking me
Now I'm stuck in such a horrible, god forsaken misery

You know what would make me happy?
If I can fatally kick your groins with glee

Son of a bitch why did you do that?
Son of a bitch why would you do that?
Do you like hurting me?

You changed for the worst
What happened to us?
What happened to you?

You became so distant
Or you just became dense?

And you know what?
You’re a wimp

So don't just stare at me like I done something wrong
When you’re the one who fucked up all along

You’re not the same person
and neither am I

You’re like the douche bags,
Laying around the corners waiting for air sacks;
To blow you up of course
You’re so full of yourself

Even Obama is hotter than you
Even Osama bin laden is nicer than you

You’re a tool
And you’re a fool

And you’re the reason, why I hate candy
Because you’re always so handy

And I'm done
I’m done getting hurt

Come back when you’re certain
Come back when you’re certain, that you have the balls for it

But by the time, the world war III would have finished
And I’ll be dancing around with some Finnish
Some astoundingly striking, hot Finnish ;)