Lisa

You hounded me for secrets,
that I knew you would spread.
When I didn't give you any,
you made them up instead.

You pretended to be a friend,
but ditched me to be popular.
you went from fun and crazy,
to preppy and proper.

you turned your back on me
like a silly game you play...
well to you Lisa,
this is what i have to say...

With your tight shirts and mini skirts,
Abercrombie and Fitch,
how can you stand yourself?
God, you're such a ITCH!!

you try to be unique,
but that's what makes you the same.
why can't you see this?
you're driving me insane!!

i suggest to you,
to dye those frickin roots,
and you look like a how,
so take off those hooker boots.

you abandoned me because you thought
i did drugs...
then why did i see you smoking
weed with them thugs?

stop thinking you're all that
no one gives a rat's a.
stop acting like a slot,
don't you go to mass?

I'm glad you got a restraining order on me,
cause you'd be sorry when I'm through.
i hate you so bad.
F YOU!!!!

ha ha sorry but they wouldn't accept some of the bad words so.... you can figure it out