Petty poets with poison pens Forcing rhymes to get revenge They better get the person Who got them good Themselves, themselves, themselves
You hide the truth when I walk in Eat your shit with a grin You better get the person Who got you good Yourself, yourself, yourself
Isn't it nice you don't have to look far To find the person who leave the deepest scar Isn't it sad that as long as you live You are the fuck-up You can't forgive
It's my view of life and I think it's true You know I'm hurt it's not the same for you I better get the person who got me good Myself, myself, myself
Isn't it nice I don't have to look far To find the person who leaves the deepest scar Isn't it sad that as long as I live I am the fuck-up That I can't forgive