This one goes out to all of you fence-sitting little bitches Who didn't think that I'd notice What am I? Fucking oblivious You either punk out or don't call back at all Now who the fuck do you think took the time to find the rental hall When What Happens Next was gonna drive right past to the fest But that fine just remember that I am not blind And despite the dope I smoke, I don't forget a fucking thing And in the end don't try to pretend that you were there That you were my friend, friend Don't come to me and apologize four or five fucking times When you cancel at the last minute, I'm just not with it Don't think I forgot about you, you hypocritical fucking tool Can't count the backs you've climbed upon To stand on the mountain that your onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
