sometimes i do hate it, but it doesn't matter, it is 
overrated, it still doesn't matter, you can live with out 
it, and you always will, see her by themselves, no theres 
no one else, so locust will kill us, who when they will 
come, and she says too long ya it's not me!, driving me 
insane, i don't know if i can take it, why do i even 
stay,i'm still going to make it, lying in my coffin,dead 
as can be, and i'll have no wife, hate them all my life