[Intro] [Eminem puking] There I go thinking of you
again
[Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me
fucking sick to my stomache Everytime I think of you I puke You must just
not not knoooooowww You may not think you do But you do everytime I think
of you I puke
[Verse 1] I was gonna take a little time to write you a
little poem But off of the dome would probably be a little more More
suitable for this type of song woah I got a million reasons off the top of
my head that I can think of Sixteen bars this ain't enough to put ??? So
fuck it I'ma start right here I'll just be briefer Bout to rattle off some
other reasons I know I shouldnt go and get another tattoo of you on my
arm But what do I go and do? I go and get another one now I got
two Oooooh I'm sittin here with your name on my skin I can't believe I
went and did this stupid shit again My next girlfriend now her name's gotta
be Kim If you only knew how much I hated you For every mothafuckin thing
you ever put us through Then I wouldnt be standin here cryin over you
booooooooo
[Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make
me fucking sick to my stomache Everytime I think of you I puke You must
just not not knoooooowww You may not think you do But you do everytime I
think of you I puke
[Verse 2] I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little letter But I thought a song would prolly be a little
better instead of a letter That you'd prolly just shred up ??? I stumbled on
your picture The other day and it made me stop and think of how much of a
waste It would be to put some ink to a stupid piece of paper I'd rather
have you see how much I fucking hate you in a freestyle You're a fucking ???
and I hope you fucking die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle
in your eye I hate your fucking guts you fucking slut I hope you die
(diiiiiie) But please don't get me wrong I'm not bitter I'm mad It's not
that I still love you its not that I want you back It's just that when I
think of you it makes me wanna gag But what else can I do I havent gotta
clue Now I guess I just move on I got no choice but to But everytime I
think of you now all I want to do is puuuuuke
[Chorus] You don't know
how sick you make me You make me fucking sick to my stomache Everytime I
think of you I puke You must just not not knoooooowww You may not think
you do But you do everytime I think of you I puke