Last night I thought of you
Tossing in my sleep
I couldn't even shut my eyes so late that night
I found myself
At a party with people like you
Fake and full of shit
I went in and stole your food
What the f*ck you gonna do?
F*ck you f*ck you
You can't tell me what to do
All those words you'll leave em your minds
Not you not you
You can't tell me what to do
Broken spines your words left behind
Waking up on your front lawn
Wondering how I got here
Lipstick stains and broken glass
Well that's all I can attest for
When I hear yelling from the top floor
Well I know that voice
And a window slides open
Now She's screaming
And throwing a fit
(Let her scream!)
"I would say I'm sorry,
If you weren't such a bitch.
Well. Goodbye.
I told u i wasn't worthy."
You're a sorry sucker
Left for the wolves
Gear up it's time for supper
And you're the main course