Petty poets with poison pens
Forcing rhymes to get revenge
They better get the person
Who got them good
Themselves, themselves, themselves

You hide the truth when I walk in
Eat your shit with a grin
You better get the person
Who got you good
Yourself, yourself, yourself

Isn't it nice you don't have to look far
To find the person who leave the deepest scar
Isn't it sad that as long as you live
You are the fuck-up
You can't forgive

It's my view of life and I think it's true
You know I'm hurt it's not the same for you
I better get the person who got me good
Myself, myself, myself

Isn't it nice I don't have to look far
To find the person who leaves the deepest scar
Isn't it sad that as long as I live
I am the fuck-up
That I can't forgive

Apologies