The world, it owes you nothing
You're such a mark for yourself
No wonder no one
Pays attention to you now
Don't talk about me to your friends
And you've become embarrassing
So was it worse back then
Or is it worse right now?
Some deadbeat dad who lives at home
And I don't like your favorite song
So please don't call me anymore
I don't wanna know you
The clock has stopped at 4:08
And I stand, still so far away
The basement window sheds
No sunlight on your fate
I took the high road for you too long
And I still hate your favorite song
So let there be no doubt
What this one's all about
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