Maybe some day I will learn to like the way that I look
So I can stop cutting off all my hair and giving up
Let me change the person I see reflected in that glass
Maybe on that day I can grow some f*cking hair on my face
Yeah Maybe some day i will be able to grow my own beard
Until my stupid face just up and disappears
Hide all the parts if myself I hate in a tangled mess of brown
Let the assholes from high school question my manhood now
I will bruise my knuckles on the face of someone when sober I'd call my friend
I will lift every heavy object around and I will do ten thousand reps
I will get a job that gets a big old pick up truck and I will never ever cry
I'm going to have sex with so many people I don't like and I will never ask why
I'm going treat people like the garbage they deserve to be
When you ask who the worst one is, It will always be me
In the center of the storm I will lay with everything I want at my feet
I will be the asshole king of it all
I will be the asshole king of it all