[Verse 1]
I kinda, kinda hate your guts
As if you even had some
Same goes for a backbone
Ten thousand "f*ck yourself"'s are not enough
I'll put Worst up for free
To show everyone what the f*ck is up
And I've just gotten started (Okay!)
You thought that you could quietly
Ruin my life?
Welcome to my-
[Pre-Chorus]
I should charge you rent
For living underneath my skin
I've called the cops, a priest
At least I hope they'll-
(help me, uh oh)
Give me back my life
And give me, give me back my youth
My fists will never be unclenched
I hope they'll-
(help me, uh oh)
[Chorus]
I don't f*cking like you
At all
No, I don't f*cking like you
At all, at all
So if you wanna play the victim, play alone
Because the last thing we have in common
Is neither of us like you
[Post-Chorus]
Feeling tired, uninspired
I just want to believe
[Verse 2]
Clean up, time to wake up (yay)
How about a f*cking label?
Leaked our album three months early
Yes, you f*cking heard me
I'm stressed right now
Depressed right now
I should know to take the pills
Because I'm scared of how I react
Like I'm the best storyteller in the room
Sucks for you
All I've got's the truth, a shovel
Hoping that they bury you
[Pre-Chorus]
I should charge you rent
For living underneath my skin
I've called the cops, a priest
At least I hope they'll-
(Help me, uh oh)
Give me back my life
And give me, give me back my youth
My fists will never be unclenched
I hope they'll-
(Help me, uh oh)
[Chorus]
I don't f*cking like you
At all
No, I don't f*cking like you
At all, at all
So if you wanna play the victim, play alone
Because the last thing we have in common
Is neither of us like you
[Bridge]
I should charge you rent
For living underneath my skin
I should charge you rent
For living-
(Help me, uh oh)
Give me back my life
And give me, give me back my youth
My fists will never be unclenched
I hope they'll-
(Help me, uh oh)
[Chorus]
I don't f*cking like you (I don't f*cking like you)
At all (All, all, all)
No, I don't f*cking like you (I don't f*cking like you)
At all, at all
So if you wanna play the victim, play alone
Because the last thing we have in common
Is neither of us like you
[Outro]
I should charge you rent
For living underneath my skin
I've called the cops, a priest
At least I hope they'll-
(Help me, uh oh)
And the last thing I'll be saying
I can't forget you everyday
My fists will never be unclenched
I hope they'll-
(Help me, uh oh)