[intro]
[eminem puking]
there i go thinking of you again
[chorus]
you don't know how sick you make me
you make me fucking sick to my stomache
everytime i think of you i puke
you must just not not knoooooowww
you may not think you do
but you do everytime i think of you i puke
[verse 1]
i was gonna take a little time to write you a little poem
but off of the dome would probably be a little more
more suitable for this type of song woah
i got a million reasons off the top of my head that i can think of
sixteen bars this ain't enough to put ???
so fuck it i'ma start right here i'll just be briefer
bout to rattle off some other reasons
i know i shouldnt go and get another tattoo of you on my arm
but what do i go and do? i go and get another one now i got two
oooooh i'm sittin here with your name on my skin
i can't believe i went and did this stupid shit again
my next girlfriend now her name's gotta be kim
if you only knew how much i hated you
for every mothafuckin thing you ever put us through
then i wouldnt be standin here cryin over you booooooooo
[chorus]
you don't know how sick you make me
you make me fucking sick to my stomache
everytime i think of you i puke
you must just not not knoooooowww
you may not think you do
but you do everytime i think of you i puke
[verse 2]
i was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
but i thought a song would prolly be a little better instead of a letter
that you'd prolly just shred up ??? i stumbled on your picture
the other day and it made me stop and think of how much of a waste
it would be to put some ink to a stupid piece of paper
i'd rather have you see how much i fucking hate you in a freestyle
you're a fucking ??? and i hope you fucking die
i hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye
i hate your fucking guts you fucking slut i hope you die (diiiiiie)
but please don't get me wrong i'm not bitter i'm mad
it's not that i still love you its not that i want you back
it's just that when i think of you it makes me wanna gag
but what else can i do i havent gotta clue
now i guess i just move on i got no choice but to
but everytime i think of you now all i want to do is puuuuuke
[chorus]
you don't know how sick you make me
you make me fucking sick to my stomache
everytime i think of you i puke
you must just not not knoooooowww
you may not think you do
but you do everytime i think of you i puke
[outro]
[eminem puking]
fucking bitch