Unrequited To The Nth Degree Lyrics

Oh when I die & it won't be long Oh you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong You're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad And if there's an after life I'll gloat & I'll be glad Might be a plane crash, or some sort of OD Might be a photograph in my obituary You might see it & you'll cry a lot Might want to wear black Oh, I'd be dead but you can bet your life, I'm gonna get you back I'm tired of being stuck up on your shelf Might not wait around, Might kill myself Not only would you miss me, you'd feel guilty to Oh I'd be dead but it'd be too late the joke would be on you. Ha ha ha ha, ho ho ho ho Chuckle chuckle chuckle chuckle Snigger snigger snigger snigger Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk So you better take a warning & start treating me good Start doing the things that I think you should You better not pout & you better not cry The grim reaper is coming to town & I just might die