tell you how i love you

this one right goes out to the girl i lost in the frost,

she tossed me out like i was some permafrost,

my feelings are twisted to an angle, i feel like ive been tomahawked,

except ive been double crossed, i coughed, all around my loft,

missin my girl who was hotter than lara croft,

im sitting here now in front of my computer, looking at readers digest,

im feeling so bad and sad not even a little mad,

that i wanna pull my sixshooter and put a bullet through my head,

i was called a trooper since i was a child,

now im cruder and less styled,

she filed for divorce, wheres my remorse,

what happened to our great intercourse, fucking whore,

go back to work at your little porn store,

i threw all your shit out the fucking door its all over the floor,

so now your sorry saying you love me, well, what will that restore,

fuck off whore im going to hang myself in the garage,

itll be like a montage, of entourage,

bye bitch see you in fucking hell.