Like a bridge from a basement
The point had been made
My voice of reason had changed
Show me your skeletons
On the count of three, can you follow me? (One, two, three!)
You needed someone to punish, and you did it for fun
Yeah, you were my number one
Guess that's the end of it
On the count of three, what's it gonna be?
You can eat s**t (I hate to say it, I hate to say it)
You can eat s**t (I've got a feelin', I've got a feelin')
I must be up next, oh
I always thought that we'd get to meet someday
But I don't know anymore (you can eat shit, oh)
'Cause I don't have the guts to believe someone who doesn't feel no remorse
I thought that I could die happy when you knew who I was
You made me swallow my gum
So this week's been difficult
On the count of three, can you follow me? (One, two, three!)
I could tell you took pride whenever you were at fault
Your sins are worse than I thought
It's unbelievable
On the count of three, what's it gonna be?
You can eat s**t (I hate to say it, I hate to say it)
You can eat s**t (I've got a feelin', I've got a feelin')
I must be up next, oh
I always thought that we'd get to meet someday
But I don't know anymore (you can eat shit, oh)
'Cause I don't have the guts to believe someone who doesn't feel no remorse
I really used to adore you (I really used to adore you)
(A-a-ad-dore y-you)
I really used to adore you
On the count of three, can you follow me? (One, two, three, a-a-ad-dore you)
I really used to adore you (I hate to say it, I hate to say it)
I really used to adore you (I've got a feelin', I've got a feelin')
You can eat s**t (I really used to adore you, I hate to say it, I hate to say it)
You can eat s**t (I really used to adore you, I've got a feelin', I've got a feelin')
I must be up next
