[00:00.000] 作词 : Luis Resto/Steve King/Eminem/Brian May
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Luis Resto/Steve King/Eminem/Brian May
[00:18.830]There I go, thinking of you again
[00:22.830]You don't know how sick you make me
[00:29.170]You make me freakin' sick to my stomach
[00:32.360]Every time I think of you I puke
[00:34.820]You must just not kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
[00:40.800]You may not think you do, but you do
[00:43.800]Every time I think of you I puke
[00:46.080]I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
[00:50.100]But off of the dome would probably be a little more
[00:52.920]More suitable for this type of song, whoa
[00:57.940]I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
[01:01.780]Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put some ink to
[01:04.650]So **** it, I'ma start right here, I'll just be brief, I'm
[01:07.650]'Bout to rattle off some of the reasons
[01:09.640]I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
[01:12.590]Of you on my arm, but what do I go and do?
[01:15.590]I go and get another one, now I got two
[01:18.650](Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
[01:21.580]Now I'm sitting here with your name on my skin
[01:24.320]I can't believe I went and did this stupid **** again
[01:27.270]My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim (Shi-i-i-i-i-i-it)
[01:33.330]If you only knew how much I hated you
[01:36.020]For every single freakin' thing you've ever put us through
[01:38.970]Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you
[01:42.080](Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-hoo)
[01:44.930]You don't know how sick you make me
[01:50.990]You make me freakin' sick to my stomach
[01:54.410]Every time I think of you I puke
[01:56.680]You must just not kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
[02:02.820]You may not think you do, but you do
[02:05.720]Every time I think of you I puke
[02:07.970]I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
[02:11.970]But I thought a song would probably be a little better
[02:14.790]Instead of a letter that you'd probably just shred up, yeah
[02:19.880]I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
[02:23.700]How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to
[02:26.520]A stupid piece of, paper, I'd rather let you see how
[02:29.550]Much I freakin' hate you in a freestyle
[02:31.770]You're a freakin' piece of poop, I hope you freakin' die
[02:34.270]I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
[02:37.490]I hate your freakin' guts, you piece of poop, I hope you die
[02:40.570](Di-i-i-i-i-i-ie)
[02:43.390]But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
[02:46.240]It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back
[02:49.220]It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
[02:52.250](A-a-a-a-a-a-ack)
[02:55.220]But what else can I do? I haven't got a clue
[02:57.940]Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to
[03:00.970]But every time I think of you now all I wanna do is pu-u-u-u-u-u-uke
[03:06.980]You don't know how sick you make me
[03:13.070]You make me freakin' sick to my stomach
[03:16.330]Every time I think of you I puke
[03:18.680]You must just not kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
[03:24.770]You may not think you do, but you do
[03:27.750]Every time I think of you I puke
[03:53.350]Ah, damn!

作词 : Luis Resto/Steve King/Eminem/Brian May
作曲 : Luis Resto/Steve King/Eminem/Brian May
There I go, thinking of you again
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me freakin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song, whoa
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put some ink to
So **** it, I'ma start right here, I'll just be brief, I'm
'Bout to rattle off some of the reasons
I knew I shouldn't 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
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Now I'm sitting here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid **** again
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim (Shi-i-i-i-i-i-it)
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every single freakin' thing you've ever put us through
Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you
(Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-hoo)
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me freakin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter that you'd probably just shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to
A stupid piece of, paper, I'd rather let you see how
Much I freakin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a freakin' piece of poop, I hope you freakin' die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your freakin' guts, you piece of poop, I hope you die
(Di-i-i-i-i-i-ie)
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
(A-a-a-a-a-a-ack)
But what else can I do? I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you now all I wanna do is pu-u-u-u-u-u-uke
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me freakin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you I puke
Ah, damn!