The joke's on you You're hiding at the back of the room Now I'm coming out to find you You made your last mistake You pushed me way too f**ing far How dare you f**ing doubt me? If you're putting your sh** above the things that count Then your days are numbered And you can count me out Open up your eyes, and try and find something in life Instead of sitting around Chatting sh** to my friends I value the things I have But they don't mean everything They don't mean half as much as friendship means I'll f**ing find you Of that I'm sure f**ing take me on And I'll a**ure That you won't come back for more I'll f**ing find you Of that I'm sure And I won't stop Til your blood's on the floor