DON'T KNOW NOTHING

I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green

I hope when your in bed with her, you think of me
I would never wish bad things, but I don't wish you well
Could you tell, by the flames that burned your words
If she really knows the truth, she deserves you
A trophy wife, oh how cute
Ignorance is bliss
But when your day comes,
and he's through with you
And he'll be through with you
You'll die together but alone