Hurt You

You know, let me understand this
You come into my fucking place acting like a goddamn jerkoff, right?
And you wanna talk about respect and showing love
What the fuck you know about those words, uh
You know, you throw those fucking words around like you’re, like you’re feeding
fucking pennies to the fucking bums on the street, son of a
You know, you wouldn’t wanna fucking shake my hand
You wanna shake my fucking hand, you cocksucker
Well, fuck you, wanna make me hurt you
Why you wanna make me hurt you, hurt you
Why you wanna make me, why you wanna make me
Why you wanna make me hurt you, hurt you
Why you wanna make me, why you wanna make me
Why
Die
Die now