A Questionable Taste In Friends

Say what you want to if that is what thou wilt
Not gonna listen, ain’t got that time to kill

I know what you want, but you give me noise
Go back to your church with the Backstreet Boys

I know, I know
Why do you hate my guts so
You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow
You’re convinced you don’t condemn
Baby, you are just like them
You’d die to shut me up
But I didn’t plan to talk, my friend

And your intention, you got a hole to fill
Want me to suffer, want me to pay your bill

You say that line thinking it’s your choice
Go back to your church with the Backstreet Boys

I know, I know
Why do you hate my guts so
You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow
You’re convinced you don’t condemn
Baby you are just like them
You’d die to shut me up

If there was something that I wanted to say
Then I would say it
But it’s only fucking suckers in here
So just forget it

But there’s only one thing, one thing you should know

If there was something that I wanted to say
Then I would say it
But it’s only fucking suckers in here
So just forget it