I keep hearing stories about myself
It's taking a toll on my mental health
And people can make you wanna hate yourself
I don't think that I need help

Oh, silly me
How many things can I pretend I didn't see
Before it winds up killing me?
I try not to think too much
I hope you get hit by a fucking bus

You're so see-through
I don't know how a human could believe you
I want you to feel the pain that you put me through
I hope you get hit by a fucking bus
Then it runs you over in reverse

I hope that you step out to the doctor
To go and get a mole checked out
And they tell you that therе's nothing to worry 'bout
Then you go swimming in the dark
And get еaten by a fucking shark

You think you're hurt
Well, me too
The future is a place I haven't been to
Temperamental in positions you put me through
I hope you get hit by a fucking train
In the middle of a hurricane

Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck