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?