Getting it off my chest

My life was once so cool and groovy
now it resembles the script of a scary monster movie.
Your face looks like you lost a heavyweight boxing bout
you are so ugly the tide wont take you out.
Your teeth are yellow rotten and chipped
instead of kissing you I would rather be pistol whipped.
Your naked and I do a closer inspection
one things for sure I have seen prettier staph infections.
All the wicked gossip you spread I wish you would grow up
if a cannibal ate you Im sure he would throw up.
Your reflections so hideous it would crack a mirror
if all women looked like you I think I'd turn queer.
Your makeup looks applied by a drunken circus clown
your minds so twisted your shrink had a nervous breakdown.
Your scent is like a hamper of dirty gym socks
your breath reminds me of something buried in kittys litter box.
You really have no clue, your mind is so distorted
when you were born you should have been aborted.
The sight of you would make a blind man run and hide
you are so foul your gynocologist commited scuicide.
You really are so hideous, such a wasted space
its really no wonder your nicknames "hatchet face"
Even the saddest dog would not give you a lick
you really have been beaten with the ugly stick.
I'd like to show you a high view and give you a little shove
you have the kind of face only a mother could love.
If you set down next to me I'd jump right off the train
I'd rather have a root canal with no novocaine.
You are so fat and scary you could haunt a house
it took a parachute and a car cover for you to make a blouse.
You never tell the truth your nothing but a liar
and I wouldnt pee on you if you caught on fire.
You went to the plastic surgeon to make your lips look fuller
he suggested body work using a dent puller.
I want to teach you archery while you wear a shirt with a bulls-eye
but the thought of spending time with you makes me want to cry.
Now I realize that I hate you with all my heart
I wish you would stumble upon a pack of jackals who would tear you all apart.
No matter what I do for you I cant seem to please ya'
I would rather have an operation with no anestesia
(every time I think of you I pray for total amnesia)
You really were so stupid in fact a real bore
now I got it off my chest you wont rent space in my head no more!
-Santacruz-