You. Piss. Me. Off.

You piss me off.
You claim to know love.
You think you know what the hell you're talking about.
You know what?

Fuck you.

You don't know anything.
You're a liar.
A fake.
You try
Over and over
To convince me
"bu i do luv hefr'
If you did,
You would carefully type each word
You would show it
You wouldn't torment her
You wouldn't call her a bitch on her fucking birthday
You wouldn't make her cry

You wouldn't be a dick.

I can't feel it.
I can't see it.
I can't hear it.

How in the living hell am I supposed to believe you?
Tell me once
Tell me twice
Tell me a hundred-thousand times over

And....

I still don't believe you.

You.
Piss.
Me.
OFF.