Paper Cuts

I've had so many paper cuts knock me on the floor

Here are some tequilla shots, don't leave me I want more

Cheers to the plans we made, are you happy with that whore

Choke off the sound I make oh, no, no, no, mi amor

Hey there whatcha doing?

Boy you busy?

Go ahead now, call me on my phone

You know I am fuious, so rush before I'm gone

You took my time away, I'll write that on your stone

You're a grown ass man who likes to kid around, she's just ice cream in a cone

BLAAAHHh,

you stupid

Are you even serious to think that I'll be yours

go on take all your things away, I'm closing all the doors,

all the smell of shit round here, just closed off all my pores

you're an asshole who should burn in hell, i'm done with the metaphors.

Just... go away

I don't want to see you

EVER AGAIN

ASSHOLE