Rotten

What makes you think you can do the things you do?

Leave me at the party, with no ride, now I'm screwed

Borrow money from me when I need it and I'm broke

And when I ask for it back you make me feel like I'm a joke

Making out with other people's property you porno loose

You can only be happy wearing other people's shoes

I think that you need to quarantine

Scrub your mind and your body until you're finally clean

Because...

Everything you say yah, is completely rotten

Everything you think yah, is completely rotten

You're rotten, you're rotten, rotten through and through

I'd rather be me than a rotten lucky you

You screw your best friends any chance that you get

You're better my enemy, because friendship you don't get

Chump on the bills, but you always got the cash

How was my beer, when you took to get smashed

I'm boiling over, I'm boiling over, I'm boiling over yah

You're stool no longer saved by me at the bar

Things are clear now; I know exactly what to do

I'd rather be me than a rotten lucky you

Yah, you're rotten

Yah, completely rotten

From your brain to your body, you're rotten through and through

And I'd rather be alone than a rotten lucky you