I know you don't, don't feel sorry
I know you don't, don't give a fuck
I hope we meet up at some party
With big-wigs and presidents
And other stupid schmucks
I hope someone will introduce us
You'll say: We've already met!
I probably won't recognise you
Till you say your stupid name
And how could I forget?
Oh, fuck!
You're the piece of shit
That almost ruined my life
You're fucked!
You and your boys
You should've never fucking tried
You, bitch!
I can't believe you even think
You can look me in the eye
Die in a ditch!
I hope that you and your grandkids
And your great-grandkids' grandkids have a horrible life!
I know you thought I wouldn't make it (you fucking dick)
You thought word wouldn't get around (round)
You thought you could just go fake it (oh, oh, oh)
Well, a platinum record later
And who's writing the rules now?
I hope you feel so embarrassed
I hope you say I'm a bitch (oh, oh, oh)
It probably would end my nightmares
That I signed it all to you and your grandkids' grandkids
Oh, fuck!
So you're telling me, that when you're dead
I can't even get my music back? (In perpetuity)
Like, not even like sixty years from now?
(In perpetuity) (you're fucked)
Like I'm st- I'm gonna be like eighty then
(In perpetuity) (forever)
And you're gonna be like long gone (in perpetuity)
And still then? (In perpetuity)
Like, my grandkids are gonna be paying your grandkids?
Oh, fuck!
You're the piece of shit
That almost ruined my life
You're fucked!
You and your boys
You should've never fucking tried
You, bitch!
I can't believe you even think
You can look me in the eye
Die in a ditch!
I hope that you and your grandkids
And your great-grandkids' grandkids have a horrible life!
(Fuck!)
