Bad Things

A bullet in your head is how I want it

Your body on the floor, a Kodak moment

You're a waste of air in a waste of space

I want sharp objects to fly into your face

I hate you now more than I ever did

I want to kill you, dig you up and do it again

I want a car to run over your head

Put it in reverse and do it again

And I would be lying if I said that it wasn't true

I only want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want very bad things to happen to you

It would be really great if you drowned in a lake

I'd put a bag over your face and watch you suffocate

I'd celebrate at your wake, I'd bake myself a cake

'Cause you're my favorite person that I love to hate

And you're the reason that murder should be legalized

If it was, you'd be dead and in the ground by five

Just in case I forgot to say

I hate you, motherfucker, in the very worst way

And I would be lying if I said that it wasn't true

I only want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want very bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want very bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you

I want very bad things to happen to you