"spiteful" break-up songs for guys

[talentdeficit]

'back like that'. best lines are in bold

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Damn, damn, ma, we ain't even have to go through it like that
It wasn't even, even that big, man
You know, nah, it's aight though
But anyway, yo, let me get that coat
Let me get those jeans, and let me get that rock on your finger
Oh, it's stuck? Then I'll take the whole finger than, ma
Let me get those bags from Paris, and the puppies is staying, yo

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that
Flossin' around, when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(Ok girl) Yo, what I did was wack
But you don't get a nigga back like that, no

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I should just bark on you, burn your car on you
Cuz I'm too much man, to leave a mark on you
You'se a bird you know that, giving that nigga
Ten points, like he about to blow that
He probably did, you swallow his kids?
In and out of jail, he a snail, he wasn't wilding on bids
In the summertime, I broke his jaw, had to do it, to him
Quick, old fashion, in the back of the mall
Me and him had 'mos forever, like I'm supposed to put him on
When he came home and told on Trevor
Had to bang on homey, ear blocks, out in spots
Throwing them shots, like 'sucker, you know me'
Stop fronting for them people out, side like you really ride
And you a silly chick, thought you was really live
But I guess I was wrong, I'mma holla at dog, and rip his head off word to his bond

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I thought we was iller than that, all them kisses
And love yous, when jake came, you hid my packs
It was time a brother went to war, vests banged up
Staining in the kitchen, yo, holding a four
Sweatin' and breathing, bounced out of town for a weekend
Heard you had homey in the passenger seating
Honey, look, I'm a monster don, I do monster things
That's why I put your ass under my arm
Messing with him can bring bodily harm
And where you gonna hide in the streets when the body is gone
If it's one thing I learned that, never trust a female
On no scale, you just confirmed that
Bounce to your momma house, pack your [censored]
I don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick
Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you
My girl cousins, they gon' rock you

[Chorus]

[Ne-Yo]
Shorty what is you thinking bout
Didn't I put you down
Flyest whips, rollin' round like yea
That's the bosses chick, on the side
I might of had, one or two
Them silly broads wasn't nothing on you
Rolling with him, try'nna get revenge
That's what you just don't do

[Chorus to fade]

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]
I'm a good dude, you see... yeah.....
Females out there that wanna be
Acting like they getting they little revenge off
Taking it further than what it really is
You know what I mean, playing yourself..
Nahwhatimean... this is Don status, girl
You will have to hold that now..

[Patton4]

[ QUOTE ]
Song for the Dumped

So you wanted
To take a break
Slow it down some
And have some space
Well [censored] you too

Give me my money back
Give me my money back
Give me my money back
You bitch
I want my money back
I want my money back
And don't forget
To give me back my black T-shirt

I wish I hadn't bought you
dinner
right before you dumped me
on your front porch

Oh, give me my money back
Give me my money back
Give me my money back
You bitch
I want my money back
I want my money back
And don't forget
To give me back my black T-shirt

(Ben: There were some words that were left out of the original that Darren
Jessee wrote and I couldn't sing them. I just couldn't make myself sing
them...until TONIGHT. A new world.)

You [censored] whore
You [censored] whore
You [censored] whore

So you wanted
To take a break
Slow it down some
And have some space
Well [censored] you too

Give me my money back
Give me my money back
Give me my money back
You bitch
I want my money back
I want my money back
And don't forget
Yeah, don't forget

You short,
mean,
bossy,
overbearing,
Always answer the phone
Before I can get to it,
whiny,
you're an otherwise
sweet
(???)
be-atch

And don't forget...

[/ QUOTE ]

This is the winner. Ben Folds tears it up on the piano in this. Especially when he is just pounding the hell, out of it at the end.

[THAY3R]

Brand New Seventy Times Seven

"Back in school they never taught us,
What we needed to know.
Like how to deal with despair,
Or someone breakin' your heart.
Twelve years I've held it all together,
But a night like this is beggin' to pull me apart.
I played it quiet left you deep in conversation.
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen.
I remember I kept thinking,
That I know you never would.
And now I know I want to kill you,
Like only a best friend could.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
Everyone's caught on to..

As if it happening wasn't enough,
I gotta go and write a song,
Just to remind myself how bad it sucked.
Ignore the sun, covers over my head.
Wrote a message on my pillow that says,
"Jesse, stay asleep in bed."
Don't apologize.
I hope you choke and die.
Search your shelf for something which to hang yourself.
They say you need to pray,
If you want to go to heaven.
But they don't tell you what to say,
When your whole life has gone to Hell.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
Everyone's caught on to..
(And I can't let you let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
(And I can't let you let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to..

So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with,
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads,
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
And again when your head goes through the windshield.

Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.
So let's end this call and end this conversation.
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with,
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed.
When you say "best friends" means friends forever.

Is that what you call a getaway?!?
Tell me what you got away with,
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads,
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
And again when your head goes through the windshield!

(Is that what you call a getaway?)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
(Tell me what you got away with.)
Everyone's caught on to..
(Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
(And I've seen more guts in 11 year old kids.)
Everyone's caught on to..
(Have another drink and drive yourself home.)
Everyone's caught on to..
(I hope theres ice on all the roads.)
Everyone's caught on to..
(And you can think of me, when you forget your seatbelt,)
Everyone's caught on to..
(And again when your head goes through the winshield!)
Everyone's caught on to..

(I can't let you let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to..
(And I can't let you let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to..
(I can't let you let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
(And I can't let you let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to.."

It's about a best friend not a girlfriend, but still..

[Benholio]

What about "[censored] it" by Eamon.
Lyrics

[danzasmack]

"Wish the Worst" by the Old 97's.

[Bluffoon]

I found the lyrics.

PUDDLE OF MUDD LYRICS

"She Hates Me"

Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued

in a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

She [censored] hates me
trust
she [censored] hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away

She was queen for about an hour
after that [censored] got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no

In a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought i'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

[Chorus]

that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over and i'm glad
'cause i'm a fool for all i've said

[Chorus]

la la la la la la la la la love
Trust
la la la la la la la la la love
Trust
and she tore my feelings like I had none
she [censored] hates me

[A S U]

"Bitch in my Book" by Lil Troy

[Case Closed]

blah blah blah crybaby emo band but...
Panic! At the Disco - Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off

[wet work]

This kinda fits...Reverend Horton Heat "400 bucks"

[The DaveR]

Love Comes In Spurts, Richard Hell