I'm glad you're dead.
I'm glad you're gone now,
no more drunken phone calls
or empty promises
because you're gone and
you're never coming back.
I hate you
my childhood is tainted,
she still cries
and it's all your fault.
she didn't deserve this
I didn't deserve this,
you said you'd do anything for me
yet the smell of cider on your breath
is still
fresh;