I've got secret to tell you
It's on the back of my lips
It's on the tip of my tongue
Why don't you come a little closer?
I've been dying to tell you
But you've been too busy dying
I've been dying to tell you
But you've been too busy dying
I've got six words for you
"I hope you rot in hell" (I hope you rot in hell)
What a waste of hole in the ground
(I hope you rot in hell)
What a waste of hole in the ground
(I hope you rot in hell)
I hope they accidentally cut your face at the morgue
(I hope you rot in hell)
I hope there's maggots crawling in your corpse
I hope they build a house on your grave when you're in the floor
(I hope you rot in hell)
I hope your bones end up with the dinosaurs
I've got six words for you
"I hope you rot in hell" (I hope you rot in hell)
I've got six words for you
"I hope you rot in hell" (I hope you rot in hell)
I hope the worms decompose your corpse
Until there's nothing left of you, but dust
You thought they were only words
There's magic in all of us
One day, we'll be tree food
And I might just see you there in the leaves
We came from the carbon
So, I pray to God, I will you again when I leave
What a waste of hole in the ground
Why would you waste every single word that came out of your mouth?
I'm little old me, I'm little old me
I'm little old me, I'm little old me
I'm little old me, I'm little old me
I'm little old me, I'm little old me
I've got six words for you
"I hope you rot in hell" (I hope you rot in hell)
I've got six words for you
"I hope you rot in hell" (I hope you rot in hell)