I shook the sleep off of my head
I just always feel the same
I copped it last so someone else can take the blame
There's something so serene
About a girl that's good at being mean, yeah
I shook the sleep off of my head
Dragged my body out of bed
Put my shoes on and my shirt
I guess it's always gonna hurt
There's something so serene
About a girl that's good at being mean, yeah
Does it please you... to see me this way?
Does it please you to see me at all?
Yr a low life scum... and yr the number one
And yr a low life scum... yr the number one