Slouch behind the keyboard Your fingertips are nails I bet face to face Your social sk**s surprisingly fail Come a little closer I didnt catch your name And sought me I want to But dare you do it to my face f** you f** you f** you f** you You're entitled to your opinion But I must ask you why If all you say is hurtful I would take to heart your written sigh? It was heavy on the intent But light in its a effect At when I'm the subject Heres the reaction you could expect f** you f** you f** you f** you