Na Na, Blah Blah, Fuck You...

Why do you always tell me
What i have to say?
Why do you always tell me
What i have to do?
Everything you always wanted
Ends up changing
You’re rearranging
Bands on the other labels
Get the royal treatment
We get shit on
And it’s gone on so long
And you know something’s wrong
Do you think that everyone
Is easily pleased?
You’re mistaken
Explanations, argumentive situations
But offensive?
You see things through
Someone else’s eyes
Always believing what they think
And maybe you would comprehend this
If you weren’t kissing someone’s ass!
It’s gone on so long
And you know something’s wrong
Why do you always tell me
What i have to say?
Why do you always tell me
What i have to do?
Fuck you!