There are so many things
That don't make me wanna scream
So why do you got to fixate on the
Negative
You're so Negative
All the time when I see you're
Angry at some stupid media
What's that got to do with you
Anyway
So anyway
You think we're tight
Well that ship has sunk
You want support
Well you're shit out of luck
Would it kill you to have a little fun
Or buy a gun
So you'll be gone
Your presence is a poison
Why can't you cut through the noise and
Convince me why you should be here
Anyway
Is there anyway
We could get along
I guess I was very wrong
You were never really gonna change
So it was
Never really such a shame that you're gone
You think we're tight
Well that ship has sunk
You want support
Well you're shit out of luck
Would it kill you to have a little fun
Or buy a gun
So you'll be gone