hot girls in hell

I know how it goes, I've been here before

I broke my heart three times before age twenty-four

I'll be a mess, you'll act calm and collected

Then you'll finally call, I'll get awfully lightheaded

But I won't pick up, so you'll pick off all of your nails

I'll wish I picked up, then you'll fill a cup

With mostly vodka and some ginger ale

And when your mom asks how I am, will you get agitated?

Smoke two packs of Marlboros, go off the rails?

Or will you roll your eyes and tell her that, "That ship has sailed"?

You're fucking disgusting, you're good for nothing

You told me you love me, you don't fucking love me

You think you're special, I think that you're mental

I hope there's no hot girls in hell

How could you do this? You're mean and you're stupid

You're getting wasted, and I'm getting too thin

You should be crying, painfully dying

I hope there's no hot girls in hell

I post a pic to get your attention

You don't react, I sink into depression

You clog my mind up, completely take over

I miss the you that you were last October

And when I asked you to leave me alone, didn't mean it

But you finally listened this time, how convenient

I'll keep waiting up, for your next moment of weakness

You're fucking disgusting, you're good for nothing

You told me you love me, you don't fucking love me

You think you're special, you're not fucking special

I hope there's no hot girls in hell

How could you do this? You're mean and you're stupid

You're getting wasted, and I'm getting too thin

You should be crying, painfully dying

I hope there's no hot girls in hell

There's no hot girls in hell

No hot girls in hell