Just Because, You Say.
You Spread All Those Lies, Lettin' People believe You.
Feelin' No Guilt At All.
Sometimes I Ask Myself, "Does He Have A Soul?" or "Does He Have A Freakin' Heart?!"
There's Usually No Answer.
But That's What I Expected.
You Roam The Halls, A Fake Smile Plastered On Your Face. Did You See That I Wrote Fake There? Well, I Hope You Did. Because It Is FAKE.
People Swoon Around You, Taking In Your Every Lie. I Would Personally Say That You Have A Problem.
A Mental Problem.
It's Called Being A Psychological Liar. Just Sayin'...
But, Let's Just Let That Be. I At Least Know You Lie, But Your Words Over Power Mine, Which Isn't Fair. My Family And Friends Now You're Crap, But No One Else Believes Me.
Thanks To You.
One Last Thing Before I Leave This Place, I Hate You. Just To Let You Know.
I Hate You, No, Better Yet, I Loathe You.
