| I made a quilt out of the red flags you waved in my face and I let you off the |
| hook |
| But now I’m out of second chances, you ate off my plate can’t get back all the |
| things you took |
| Now |
| I can’t shake the thought of your tongue right inside of her |
| Mouth |
| Kissing every inch of her I know what she said but |
| How |
| Did it never cross your mind that we we’re friends but now |
| But now, now, now |
| Now you’ve made one hell of a petty fucking enemy |
| And you may walk these streets but you’re so fucking dead to me |
| I hope you cry on your birthday cause no one showed up |
| You meet all your heroes and they think you suck |
| When you get what you deserve I hope you think of me |
| When you move back to Miami cause you can’t pay rent |
| You’ll cry to your mom cause you used all your friends |
| You’ll start a new band playing drums at a bar |
| Cause without my name no one cares who you are |
| Now |
| I can’t shake the thought of your tongue right inside of her |
| Mouth |
| Kissing every inch of her I know what she said but |
| How |
| Did it never cross your mind that we were friends but now |
| But now, now, now |
| Now you’ve made one hell of a petty fucking enemy |
| And you may walk these streets but you’re so fucking dead to me |
| I hope you cry on your birthday cause no one showed up |
| You meet all your heroes and they think you suck |
| When you get what you deserve I hope you think of me |
| Your fist |
| My face |
| You fell |
| From grace |
| You make me wanna blow out my brains |
| I hope you have a real bad day |
| Now you’ve made one hell of a petty fucking enemy |
| And you may walk these streets but you’re so fucking dead to me |
| I hope you cry on your birthday cause no one showed up |
| You meet all your heroes and they think you suck |
| When you get what you deserve I hope you think of me |