| «I'm guilty
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| In the name of the father, the son, and the holy ghost»
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| Ain’t a doctor in the world got a cure for this
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| Mind state medicated I’m a psycho bitch
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| All day I’m paranoid and I’m bout to explode
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| Because the ghost of my ex still wants control (so)
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| She comes to visit just to tell me that she’s hurt
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| And it’s my fault that I’m the reason that she’s in the dirt (It's because of
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| you)
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| What a weight to carry on my back
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| When it was you who really didn’t know how to act bitch
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| I see the ghost of my ex-girlfriend and that bitch still hates me
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| (That bitch still hates me)
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| She always told me that I’d see her again but this is way too crazy
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| (That bitch still hates me) (It's because of you)
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| If I had treated you better instead of how I did
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| Would you be still visitin but this time as a friend
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| Instead the ghost of a ex bitch I used to fuck that still hates me
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| (That bitch still hates me) (It's because of you)
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| I stay awake with some Jager in my energy drink
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| Contemplating in my mind how this monster thinks
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| And how I could be the blame for the suffer and pain
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| That I put this girl through when I treated her strange
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| Cause you know we really never got along
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| And it always seemed like I was doin her wrong
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| Either one way or another it was all my fault
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| That’s why I had to let her go at least I fall
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| But she’s still with me
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| Harassing, asking if I still care
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| And if I don’t then I should take my life or just beware
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| Like she’s the higher power giving me my final hour
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| Wanting me to drop to my knees and go out like a coward
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| Who the fuck this bitch think I am
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| Telling me look deep inside her pentagram
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| I know she wants to take my soul and it’s just not fair
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| So I gotta be prepared if she dare (anytime she grins)
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| Did I do it? |
| That bitch stressed to death
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| But I did get on the last nerve that she had left
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| She should have never told me that I wouldn’t amount
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| Cause every standard I see put up I start breaking it down
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| This girl was always on my back trying to tell me what to do
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| And now I’m sitting in the pitch dark lookin like the fool
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| Instead of hanging with homies under the deep blue sky
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| I’m being followed by the spirit of a passed on love life
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| Cause she’s still with me
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| Braindead with her wings spread
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| Clothes still stained from the bloodshed
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| She’s with me like a shadow that ain’t mine
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| And bottom line wish I could just give her the peace sign
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| Now we close the gates to Hell
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| (It's because of you)
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| That bitch still hates me
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| (It's because of you)
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| That bitch still hates me |