Puke (Live) - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Written by：Brian May/Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Steve King

You don't know how sick you make me

You make me f**kin' sick to my stomach

Every time I think of you I puke

You must just not know

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 it would probably be a little more

More suitable for this type of song

I got a million reasons off the top of my head

That I could think of

16 bars just ain't enough to put some ink to

So f**k it I'm a start right here and just be brief

About to rattle off some other 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

Now I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin

I can't believe I went and did this stupid sh*t again

My next girlfriend now her names gotta be Kim sh*t

If you only knew how much I hated you

For every motherf**king thing you ever put us through

Then I wouldn't be standing here cryin' over you boohoo

You don't know how sick you make me

You make me f**kin' sick to my stomach

Every time I think of you I puke

You must just not know

You may not think you do but you do

Every time I think of you I puke