Tales From The Burg

I'll never forget waking up in Baltimore.
My palms full of sweat.
Clearly you've had your revenge.
For the night I spit right in your face.
You will never forget and I will never forget.
Every waking moment I spend wishing you were dead.

Just fucking die.

It must of been his brand new hand pentagram.
Or the fact that he fucks iron city girls, no condom, on the rag.
Just so you know
The next time your sucking dick
You're tasting the blood of a pirates fan
Tell me how much lower can you go in life?
You fucking bitch.

I'm so over it, I'm fucking over it.
I'm not over it, I'm never over it!

What a perfect romance,
A plague on both your houses.
My palms full of sweat.
Clearly you've had your revenge.
For the night I spit right in your face.
You will never forget and I will never forget.
Every waking moment I spend wishing you were dead.

Just fucking die.

The next time your sucking dick
You're tasting the blood of a pirates fan
Tell me how much lower can you go in life?
You fucking bitch.

I'm so over it, I'm fucking over it.
I'm not over it, I'm never over it!

What a perfect romance! A Plague on both your houses!
What a perfect romance! A Plague on both your houses!
What a perfect romance! A Plague on both your houses!