I hope one day it finally hits you that you and I
Are over for good, and that it breaks your heart into a thousand pieces.
Because I see you so happy just posting stories on Instagram,
But, baby, that smile won’t last you very long.
I know soon you’ll regret what happened,
And you’ll call me, drunk, asking for forgiveness.
And I’ll look at you on the ground, and I’ll stomp on you right there,
So you can feel what it’s like to be in my place.
I want things to go bad for you,
And for you to not be happy, not even for a moment.
And that you run out of water if you’re ever in the desert.
I’m sorry, but karma never misses its mark.
I want to see you cry,
That at night you have nightmares full of guilt,
And that the pain you caused me eats you up inside.
I’m sorry, but honestly, I hope
That the girl you left me for cheats on you.
I want things to go bad for you,
And for you to not be happy, not even for a moment.
And that you run out of water if you’re ever in the desert.
I’m sorry, but karma never misses its mark.
I want to see you cry,
That at night you have nightmares full of guilt,
And that the pain you caused me eats you up inside.
I’m sorry, but honestly, I hope
That the girl you left me for cheats on you.