28 May 2012
When you look at me, I look away. I hate you more and more each day.
Oooh, I hate you so backstabber!
My feelings go stronger by the hour. Your voice makes my mood go sour.
Oooh, I hate you more backstabber!
Being close to you is unbearable. Why is my hatred so durable?
Oooh, I hate you most backstabber!
Backstabber • Opuss № I