Can't stand the way you look
Can't stand the way you talk
Can't stand the way you act
Can't stand you Do I think you're a dick? Yeah
Do I think you're a fuck? Yeah
Do I think we'll fight? Yeah
Do I think you'll win? No
Do I think you're stupid? Yeah
Do I think you're lame? Yeah
Am I stressing? You're the one to blame Can't stand the way you look
Can't stand the way you talk
Can't stand the way you act
Can't stand you Do I think you're a shit? Yeah
Do I think you're a fuck? Yeah
Do I think we'll fight? Yeah
Do I think you'll win? No
Do I think you're stupid? Yeah
Do I think you're lame?
Am I stressing? You're the one to blame I open my mouth
At the wrong time
Always ranking on somebody
I'm drunk all the time Throwing beer bottles
And spitting in your face
Checking through the purse
Of the slut in our place She'll never notice
If her money is gone
Piss in her jacket
And just send her along Can't stand the way you look
Can't stand the way you talk
Can't stand the way you act
Can't stand you Do I think you're a shit? Yeah
Do I think you're a fuck? Yeah
Do I think we'll fight? Yeah
Do I think you'll win? No
Do I think you're stupid? Yeah
Do I think you're lame?
Am I stressing? You're the one to blame