Never thought it would be so much fun to win
Never tasted such revenge
Sweet as sugar with a bitter scent to it
Couldn't think of a better end
You will be going home
All alone
All the years of listening to those silly lies
Finally paid off in the end
Your own little fuck up gave me the last laugh
And I am thanking you my friend
Oh, you couldn't have done better
You will be going home
All alone
While the spray paint's still wet with your views on the world
There are people real close to you very much hurt
Not that that seems to bother you ever at all
But it will hit you back like a huge wrecking ball
And that hurts
Oh, you couldn't have done better
Smell the breath of the hangman
