I'm sorry for loving you.

Such bastards, who think with their dicks,
Nothing in life 'portant as getting hot chicks,
The more unfaithful, the more points you earn,
The more scorn you give, the more my heart yearns;
Fuck you though, you insensitive, you imbicile,
Such anger in my blood only makes me want to kill,
Ask me to shag you? You know what I'll say,
A month ago maybe, but I'm not now your prey,
Get a life you idiot, maybe someday,
Another will love you, but not yet today.