She's got the chemicals eyes and you're lookin' okay
From the bottom of the best and the worst, well what can I say?
You co*ked your head to shoot me down and I don't give a damn about you or this town no more
No, now that I know the score
Well good luck believing every word they said
I hope you have enough space in your head
I don't, no but I know the score
Need me to fall down so you can climb up some fool-a** ladder
Well good luck, I hope
I hope there's something better up there
Cause you co*ked your head to shoot me down
And I don't give a sh** about you or this town no more
No, I know the score
Well she's got the chemical eyes and you're lookin' okay
From the bottom of the best to the worst
Well what can I say?