(Intro)
I wonder when the next time will come
That we'll meet by random chance
I can't fucking wait to see you at another party
So you can think up more creative ways to insult me

(Verse 1)
I know these little moments don't mean shit to you
But they mean pretty much the world to me
Too bad that you're too busy lamenting
The fact I'm not completely perfect...

(Chorus)
So, I guess we can't even be civil, no, not anymore
Cause you're too Goddamn busy, being a stupid fucking whore

(Chorus)
Yeah, I guess we can't even be civil, no, not anymore
Cause you're too Goddamn busy, being a stupid fucking whore

(Verse 2)
Sorry to disappoint you your fucking highness,
I never knew this was an audition for your approval
So don't roll your fucking eyes at me, you bitch
When you're the one who turned things into shit.

(Chorus)
So, I guess we can't even be civil, no, not anymore
Cause you're too Goddamn busy, being a stupid fucking whore

(Chorus)
Yeah, I guess we can't even be civil, no, not anymore
Cause you're too Goddamn busy, being a stupid fucking whore

(Breakdown)
And as for your future ex
He can fucking have you
You're just an alcoholic in denial
Posing as a toothpick with an A cup
Whose still stuck in high school drama
And too busy hiding her anorexia nervosa
To possibly really ever care one fucking ounce
About anything else than what other people think of her
And you can say whatever you want
But deep down you know it's true
And I don't even care if my band makes it big or not
This song alone has made it all worthwhile
Cause even if we're one hit fucking wonders
At least you'll know you suck,
And that's good enough for me,
Yeah, that's good enough for me.

(Solo/Interlude)

(Chorus)
Well, I guess we can't even be civil, no, not anymore
Cause you're too Goddamn busy, being a stupid fucking whore

(Chorus)
Yeah, I guess we can't be even civil, no, not anymore
Cause you're too Goddamn busy, being a stupid fucking whore

(Outro)
Get the Hell over yourself
And stop being so Goddamn stubborn
Cause now you've finally crossed the line
And there's no turning back around this time:

So go ahead and spread your lies
You think you're so much better
(Think you're so much fucking better...)
But you're the same as me,

Yeah, go ahead and spread your lies
You think you're so much better
(Think you're so much fucking better...)
But you're the same as me,
Or maybe even worse...