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ConceitedYou're such a dick you make me feel like I'm a pinheadI've fucked it up and dropped the ball too many times But when you start to talk I always get the feeling You like to put your foot in your mouth all the time Always complaining that you never ever going nowhere It's getting old fast and I try so hard to look like I care Don't even realize you get an even bigger surprise when I see you in hell And when they kick you out I know you're gonna cry - you're gonna say You're sorry - but you'll still think you were Right - and in the end you'll never bend or Ever see their side Conceited You get off on pointing out other people's weakness But don't realize you're the weakest one of all You're living life like it's a never ending bitch fest But don't know you're setting yourself up for a fall Always complaining that you never ever going nowhere It's getting old fast and I try so hard to look like I care Don't even realize you get an even bigger surprise when I see you in hell And when they kick you out I know you're gonna cry Pretending that you're sorry but you'll still think you were right And in the end you'll never bend or ever see their side And if it blows up in your face I know you'll pay no mind Cause pointing finger is exactly what you like to do You'll say it was somebody else but we'll know it was you Easy to read you always telegraph your every move Conceited We know you never reckon that you just might be mistaken You're a never ending mess is surely just an understatement If you could only see what I see when I look at you Maybe you'd reconsider but I doubt it even bothers you You like to be the cause of aggravating situation Doesn't occur to you you're being such an asshole I think deep down inside you like to be the irritation I want to be there on the day you pay And when they kick you out I know you're gonna cry Pretending that you're sorry but you'll still think you were right And in the end you'll never bend or ever see their side And if it blows up in your face I know you'll pay no mind Cause pointing finger is exactly what you like to do You'll say it was somebody else but we'll know it was you Easy to read you always telegraph your every move Every move Conceited Conceited Conceited |