Compost

You're compost Darling you're nothing but dirt on the ground that I step on when I'm walking to your compost Shit that should be swept off my feet, you can't sweep me off my feet I'll never stand in your compost And you're standing on the chair Screaming "I kissed him on a dare, wish I wasn't even there" But you're compost Nothing but fucking dirt If I had a penny for every lie that you've spit I'd have enough cash to live off for the rest of my life Fucking fucking fucked up that you'd pull that shit when you knew that you had my heart locked up in your vice How'd you stick that knife in my back with such precision that I still recall the fact that you looked me in the eyes You're literal shite You should be sold by the bag So sell me a fucking bag of Your compost Darling you're nothing but dirt on the ground that I step on when I'm walking to your compost Shit that should be swept off my feet, you can't sweep me off my feet I'll never stand in your compost And you're standing on the chair Screaming "I kissed him on a dare, wish I wasn't even there" But you're compost Nothing but fucking dirt I wish you were ash then at least I could just fucking scatter you Even if I was dead I still wouldn't fucking rot in you I can't even risk planting flowers in you 'Cos they'd die 'Cos they'd die 'Cos they'd die, die, die, die, die, die, die You're compost Darling you're nothing but dirt on the ground that I step on when I'm walking to your compost Shit that should be swept off my feet, you can't sweep me off my feet I'll never stand in your compost And you're standing on the chair Screaming "I kissed him on a dare, wish I wasn't even there" But you're compost Nothing but fucking dirt Go fucking crazy Baby even if I was a blade of grass I still wouldn't fucking grow in you I'd rather take out my lawn-mower and cu-c-c-cut you to shreds Oh you're nothing but Nothing but Nothing but fucking dirt Fuck!