Takes One To Know One

I threw your things in a Rubbermaid Just to get a reaction But you threw up on that double date Then you cried through a tantrum Anti-social, maladjusted Non-commital, can't be trusted That's so us and everything you do that's shitty Count on me 'cause I'll one up it God, you're a piece of work Oh, it takes one to know one Lost boys in J-Crew shirts Bros dressed like we're grown ups You scratched my car and I laughed at your art like a total jerk Oh, it takes one to know one Oh, it takes one to know one You made your therapist cry And I thought that was hilarious I think our parents were sky-high or something When they were raising us Anti-social, maladjusted Non-commital, can't be trusted That's so us and everything you do that's shitty Count on me 'cause I'll one up it Count on me 'cause I'll one up it Count on me 'cause I'll one up it God, you're a piece of work Oh, it takes one to know one Lost boys in J-Crew shirts Bros dressed like we're grown ups You scratched my car and I laughed at your art like a total jerk Oh, it takes one to know one Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, it takes one to know one Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, it takes one to know one Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, it takes one to know one Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, it takes one to know one