That was all the shade, guys.

Your eyes are mad pretty. Oh, I wish I had your eyes.

The blonde hair, the jewelry... You're doing good.

Get that tongue back in your mouth! I don't want to see it anymore!

And I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive, carved my name into his letter seats. I dug a Louisville sludge into both headlights, smashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheats. And the next time that he cheats, oh, it won't be on me.