I had a feeling you were fucked right from the start
You had the grin of a dog gone feral
Make one wrong move and then you'll fall from the summit to the bottom of the barrel
Step back, man, I know you're one to play the game
You'll be forgotten but 'til then you'll drag my name
I've had to deal with your types all of my life and I'm about to pop just like every other time

Are you in it to win it? 'Cuz you've already lost
I assure you you might have to turn around, begone
I'm not trying to argue but lately it seems you just
Turn away your friends for fame, but now you're just their memory

I'm so sick of this, sick of you and your crew
Your fake smiles, fake hair-do's and your fake tattoos
Your charm, your wit, I see through all of it and see the fraud pulling strings, hiding underneath
Step back, man, I know you've done this before
Feigned chivalry for cheap sex back at her dorm
I've seen your types walk in and out of my life and I'm about to explode
Just like last time

Are you hearing this? 'Cuz this is all about you
Don't avert your ears 'cuz you know it to be true
You sad excuse for a man with your dick placed firmly in your hand
Do you even remember her name? You fucked her just last night

...and when you're splayed out front, you'll be done
When your secrets come undone, when your secrets come to light