Danko Jones - Conceited lyrics

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Danko Jones - Conceited lyrics

You're such a dick you make me feel like I'm A pinhead - I've f**ed it up and dropped the Ball too many times - but when you start to Talk I always get the feeling - you like to put Your foot in your mouth all the time Always complaining - that you never ever Going nowhere - it's getting old fast and I Try so hard to look like I care - don't even Realize you get an even bigger surprise when I see you in hell - and when they kick you out I know you're gonna cry - you're gonna say You're sorry - but you'll still think you were Right - and in the end you'll never bend or Ever see their side Conceited You get off on pointing out other people's Weakness - but don't realize you're the Weakes one of all - you're living life like it's A never ending b**h fest - but don't know You're setting yourself up for a fall You always complaining - you never ever Going nowhere - it's getting old fast and I Try so hard to look like I care Don't even realize you get an even bigger Surprise when I see you in hell - and when They kick you out - I know you're gonna cry Pretending that you're sorry - but you'll Still think you were right - and in the end You'll never bend or ever see their side And if it blows up in your face I know you'll Pay no mind - 'cause pointing finger is Exactly what you like to do - you'll say it was Somebody else but we'll know it was you Easy to read you always telegraph your Every move Conceited We know you never reckon - that you just Might be mistaken - you're a never ending Mess is surely just an understatement If you could only see what I see - when I look At you maybe you'd reconsider but I doubt it Even bothers you - you like to be the cause of Aggravating situation - doesn't occur to you You're being such an a**hole - I think deep Down inside you like to be the irritation I want to be there on the day you pay And when they kick you out - I know you're Gonna cry - you're gonna say you're sorry But you'll still think you were right And in the end you'll never bend or ever see Their side - and if it blows up in your face I know you'll pay no mind - 'cause pointing Fingers is exactly what you like to do You'll say it was somebody else, we know it Was you - easy to read you telegraph your Every move Conceited Conceited Conceited