B is for the Bellyache I get when my eyes meet yours, I can still feel the pain
I is for the Inaccurate I get when I talk to you, why did I ever meet you
T is for the Time I have wasted on you, god I hate myself for trusting you
C is for the Cunt I know you are, you cheated on me more then once
H is for the Hell I will bring when you get home, no mercy will brought on you this time
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