Spelled Out for You

After enjoying me
And bragging to my friends
About your recent lay
You quickly find another girl
To flaunt to everyone
But I realize
That this girl is even worse than you
The epitome of snobbiness
And yet you fall for her
With her bleach-blond hair
Skin of silicone
And tan complexion
All of the things I was not
However, I am not jealous
But I do feel that you should pay
For all of your previous actions
I call you, saying that I'd like to talk
You agree, and we set a time
When we meet, I tell you
That I see her car parked to the side
On the dash of her car
You see the sight which haunts you
Two letters made of wood
In the form of an "I" and a "U"
And in between them
Her bloody, ripped-out heart
"How sweet, hun", I tell you
"You really are a ladykiller"
And I fake sorrow as you grieve
Though I smile on the inside
Knowing my revenge is complete