FUCK YOU

F*CK YOU

The beauty of having lost everything...
And sweetie, I know you ain't lost everything;
Is that I don't GIVE A F*CK
No More
No More fucks to give or take.
So f*ck you
F*ck your prehistoric ideals
F*ck your feelings
F*ck you in tha' feels.
Because I'm over men like you.
You ARE the problem.
We got cunts
But you ARE the cunt.
See ya next bitch-day cunt.
I won't apologize
I won't placate you
I'll never do a thing
That you need me to,
To feel better
About your guilt
About yourself
About the guilt
You so handily put on the shelf.
It's too hard, isn't it?
For men like yourself.
Poor baby.
You need a tissue?
You need me to issue a pass
For the issue that you perpetuate?
The kind filled with hate?
Misunderstanding, and boy
You just can't wait
Like the pussy you are.
I got a pussy, a good one at that
 But you're the REAL pussy
Contend with THAT.
F*CK YOU F*CK YOU F*CK YOU.
How does that grab you?
How does that make you
Feel?
And f*ck how you feel
F*ck. How. You. Feel.
This shit is real
The shit of nightmares
That you never had.
F*ck you.
I'll f*ck your dad.
I could. And I would.
Just to slight you.
I won't fight you.
 Not because Ican't,
Not because I won't,
Not because I'm scared
Not because I won't.
I won't because you won't give me the chance.
I'm sitting on the sidelines
At the "f*ck you" dance
And I know, baby boy
If you had the chance,
The one I'd never give you...
You'd try
You'd go for it
And I would make you cry.
I'd take so much joy
In reminding a boy that he's just that: a boy
In the guise of a man.
And if I can, I will do all that I can
To prove you ain't no man.
F*ck you
Your cunt is deeper than mine
And I aint got the time
To deal with pussies like you.
At the end of the day,
When it comes to fucks like you:
I'm just through.