Once in a blue moon, you hear a tale of old.
About a nasty person who had a heart of gold.
But don’t let the story fool you; it may seem quite too rich.
If the person is a tsundere, they’re probably a bitch.
I went to my high school, and what did I see?
A girl with twintails, black thigh highs, and a skirt above her knees.
But upon closer inspection, that scowl was not half hitched.
If the person is a tsundere, they’re probably a bitch.
They sit next to me in homeroom; staring at me with hate in their eyes.
The vitriol was so transparent I thought I’d meet my demise.
At first, I thought she loved me, but then she became a snitch.
If the person is a tsundere, they’re probably a bitch.
I invited her to my house on one hot summer day.
It was getting very humid, so I bought her a sorbet.
But then she dumped it on my head and threw me in a ditch.
If the person is a tsundere, they’re probably a bitch.
Finally, I asked her out one day, wanting to take my chance.
I was getting really impatient, wanting to take her to the dance.
But then she showed me her boyfriend, who threw me down a well.
Now I’m hoping both those fuckers go ahead and burn in hell.
So let this be a lesson; a warning, if you will.
If there’s a person who seems to hate you, then they probably fit the bill.
You can’t buy affection, even if you’re filthy rich.
If the person is a tsundere, they’re probably a bitch.
Yes, they’re probably a biiiiiiiiiiiiitch.