Can't remember my lines   Can't come up with a rhyme   Or even a reason   (Just can't erase)   But I still can't place   The name or the season   You say it's fine -- keep your place in line   Keep biding your time but you talk in a vacuum   Because you've been bought   I don't know what I want   But I know I don't want to be anything like you      ALL YOU BOTTOM FEEDERS   AND YOU SMILING CHEATERS   YOU'RE A TOTAL BLANK   AND YOU'RE AS FUNNY AS A BANK      Not ready to drop   Not ready to stop   Not ready to cop, run away or compromise   I won't break down   Or go on the take now   You smell like a fake   And there's nothing in your eyes   Keep your crutch   Because I don't need much   Just a little luck   (My charm is broken)   Get out of my sight   And I'll be alright   Exit stage right   And leave your lies unspoken      ALL YOU BOTTOM FEEDERS   AND SMILING CHEATERS   SPECIMENS IN A TANK   AND YOU'RE AS FUNNY AS A BANK      You're cut out of your depth   Up to your neck in a sea of alibis   Smim or sink   (Deeper than you think)   Because I'm on the brink   Of justifiable homicide   With your $2 spin   And your 3 buck grin   Transparent skin   Gives away your intentions   You're like a migraine   That gobbles up all dreams   And spits out shit too dull to mention