I HATE HER
THERE'S SOMEONE I HATE
BUT THE NAME I CAN'T TELL
I HATE HER SO MUCH
I WISH SHE COULD GO TO HELL
FOR THE TROUBLES SHE GAVE ME
TO MAKE ME SUFFER
NOW ITS MY TURN
TO MAKE HER LIFE EVEN MORE TOUGHER
FOR THE EMBARASSMENTS SHE GAVE ME
TO MAKE ME SAD
AGAIN ITS MY TURN
TO MAKE HER FEEL BAD
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