You've been a bitch to me
I feel you so secretly
You act like this
And then you act like that to me
Oh baby
Don't even bother coming home
Pack your bags
Or know what I'll go
Makes it more easier
For me to leave
So here's one thing I gotta say to you

Go to hell
I don't even care about you
You think your shit stinks
Well that's you
But go to hell
I need somebody to love me better
You can love me better you say?
You must be out of your head

I used to dream of having you till we're old
I put your ass in check
And know we're nasty mold
So pack your bags
Or you know what I'll go
Makes it more easier
For me to leave
So here's one thing I gotta say to you

Go to hell
I don't even care about you
You think your shit stinks
Well that's you
But go to hell
I need somebody to love me better
You can love me better you say?
You must be out of your head

Go to H-E-L-L!
Go to H-E-L-L!
Bye Bye!