You told me that I was your family, when that got inconvenient for you we didn’t speak 
You’re not my friend, you’re not my family 
You live in your world of superiority; I promise it just makes you look weak 
Now you’re judging me from way up there with your collared shirts and your crew cut hair 
You think you’re better than me, with your perfect family. 
And just the thought of seeing you is enough to keep me out of Publix for a year or two 

I’m glad you’re content with things falling in your lap 
And I still love you to this day 
But please [bad word] back, please [bad word] back 

I’m glad you’re content with things falling in your lap 
And I still love you to this day 
But please [bad word] back, please [bad word] back 

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(Chris Koo) 
Tell me, tell me how your life is so tough 
You still got both your parents and nobody gives a [bad word] when you mess up 
Reward you for your ignorance, but that’s okay (okay) 
I guess it’s okay (okay) 
I’ll be a better man for it anyway, so wipe that stupid smile off your face 
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You’ve got your beach boy charm 
I’ve got some real good friends 
Won’t make you twist my arm 
Never should’ve let you in 

I’m glad you’re content with things falling in your lap 
And I still love you to this day 
But please [bad word] back, please [bad word] back 

You’ve got your beach boy charm 
I’ve got some real good friends 
Won’t make you twist my arm 
Never should’ve let you in 

You’ve got your beach boy charm 
I’ve got some real good friends 
Won’t make you twist my arm 
Never should’ve let you in 

You’ve got your beach boy charm 
I’ve got some real good friends 
Won’t make you twist my arm 
Never should’ve let you in