Dear Stacy I Hate You

So what’s another word for I hate you?
What’s the right pronunciation for complete abomination?
'Cause I’m writing up a letter to give you
With a total explanation of my disassociation
With your shotgun hips (Hey!)
Your poison soaked lips (Hey!)
And your famous reputation
Last stop in town
A homemade trainwreck!
Baby! Tonight I miss that you’re crazy
I’m over this and dear Stacy
I thought that you should know, I hate you so
And dear Stacy, can’t get any worse
So don’t blame me 'cause you know how this works
So don’t hate me
I found the words I swear
I won’t pretend to care
You’re my worst nightmare!
I’m coming by to get my stuff
I know that it’s been rough on you
But I couldn’t care less
Day in, day out, you can scream, you can shout
This is my termination of any obligation
To your shotgun hips (Hey!)
Your poison soaked lips (Hey!)
And your famous reputation
Last stop in town
A homemade trainwreck!