you’ll say sorry through your smile – samsa

You sent me a text at 3:07 late last night
You barely knew him
You only blew him
You had a few drinks
As if that could make things right
And soon you asked about our future
Well, my darling, here’s my answer
I hope you burn in a house fire
I hope you get stage IV cancer
I’d be by your bedside waiting
Till your sweet goodbye, my friend
I’d resuscitate you just
So I could watch you die again

I fucking hate you
I fucking hate you
And I know what you’ll do

You’ll say you’re sorry
Through your smile
And I’ll stay angry
For a while
And you’ll come over
And we’ll be sober
Until we’re not
And we would make out on my sofa
I’d wake up one morning sunny
With your arms around my chest
And it’d feel so good to be with somebody
I might just forget

I fucking hate you
I fucking hate you
And I might just forget I fucking hate you