I despise guys like you.
Sexy face, body covered in tattoos.
All the girls are so impressed.
You brag about how you’re the best.

Fourteen girls you go through a week.
Playing each one with a special technique.
Breaking so many girls hearts,
Painless for you, you think you’re so smart.

But don’t lie when you see the Mourning Dove,
I know you wonder… what is love?
But you’re so full of your ego,
You feel like you need to roll around with a hoe.

So I despise guys like you
Not strong enough to break through
One day you’ll cry tears behind those shades.
Wishing you had changed… maybe then you wouldn’t have aids.