You are who you fuck, or so I am told    In this miserable city, where status is gold    I've seen shit-eating people who claw their way up    Looking for the acceptance that they never got    It's all about winning the meat market games    Among all the rejects, dropouts and fakes    Did everyone give you the attention you seek    Who's arm are you draped on this fucking week    Trophy boys and trohpy girls    Go fuck yourself, I hate your world    Fair-weather friends are keeping score    Name dropper, name fucker    You're a fucking whore