The Arrogant Sons Of b**hes - k** the President lyrics

what's the bullsh** for verbal battlefield syllables of war i shut myself off and it happens again you're not my friend you're not my friend you're not my friend ... go the winter knocked down my door like a selfish b**h i'm glad that you haven't got your wish in the cold, all alone i've been thinking of everyone but you and it feels like seventh grade again and none of this will ever end i'm just your public malcontent another extraneous trend don't try to be like me because i'm not one to compete just to obtain the status of a symbol of idolatry this time i'd really rather be alone can we forget this, i can just go home this time i'd really rather be alone acting unaffected by this hand of fate saying everything's ok with a straight face i remember when you said i could count on your for anything and I still hold on you'll all hold off and play another dumb charade again i'm driving my car home and never walking in the rain again i miss the smell of taco bell and places that we knew too well driving me crazy driving me crazy driving me crazy driving me crazy this time i'd really rather be alone can we forget this, i could just go home this time i'd really rather be alone i'm bleeding profusely from my insides while you're smiling cause you're stealing all of my best lines i'm doubled over and I'm taking my own side over and over again i'm so useless now you're becoming everything Well was I ever anything everyone i love always leaves me my judgments been off every time you're words will always still be mine this time i'd really rather be alone can we forget this, i could just go home this time i'd really rather be alone i'm bleeding profusely from my insides while you're smiling cause you're stealing all of my best lines i'm doubled over and i'm taking my own side and now i'll be slapped on crowded streets and in some lame cry of defeat i'll open up i'll shout it loud f** that, turn off the new sound i'll be slapped on crowded streets and in some lame cry of defeat i'll open up i'll shout it loud f** that, turn off the new sound (f** that) f** that, turn off the new sound (f** that) f** that, turn off the new sound 1234 over and over again i'm so useless now you're becoming everything well was I ever anything everyone i love always leaves me my judgment's off this time for the last time no one in this world is ever listening pay attention now (what's left beside me now) pay attention now no one in this worlds ever listening pay attention pay attention pay attention now better pay attention now now now now at home alone again all night (at home alone again all night) expect the worst and you'll be right