"You are my life", she said as I looked   "And there ain't no way in which I celebrate   That I live, only you the reason for me"      Fuck that you smelly slut cause, there ain't no   way   I'm going down that road with you bitch   I'm much better looking than that      A very thin line between lovers and haters   I scream, as I drag you nearer to the gates   A line defined by mr. Norman Bates   Your body ripped by my knife, we're at the   gates      Take a look around you   Great colors I smell   Amazing      "Go get a life", I say to her who's life is based   on pleasing me, Yeah I know it may be difficult   actually doing it yourself      But you'll see as you grow old, that there ain't   no way   I'll spend my time on your patheticness   I'm much better looking than that