Hate Song

you won't even know

who you are or what you're doing

just you and your shadow on the wall

you won't even get nothing for christmas

no one will take you to the mall

you'll be alone

you'll be waiting by the phone

waiting for my call

you'll sit nervously waiting for it to ring

you'll be waiting by the phone

hoping it will ring

but it won't ring

because I won't call

you'll bite into your fingernails

and spit them on the floor

yeah you won't have no fingernails no more

you'll think about the good times

that we used to have

while staring at the cobwebs on your door

and you'll be all alone

the clock will tick

and it will make you sick

as every moment of your life

passes by

you'll contemplate suicide

with a knife one night

and it won't be nice

you'll be all alone

yes no will be there to stop you

no one to clear your head

no one to talk to you out of it

no one to hear the last words that you said

no one will shed a tear

no one will be there to find you dead

because you'll be all alone