[Verse 1]
I kinda, kinda hate your guts
As if you even had some, same goes for a backbone
Ten thousand "fuck yourselves" are not enough
I put Worst up for free to show everyone what the fuck was up and I've just gotten started (Okay)
You thought that you could quietly ruin my life?
(Fuck you too)

[Pre-Chorus]
I should charge you rent for living underneath my skin
I've called the cops, a priest, at least I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)
Give me back my love
Or give me, give me back my youth
My fists will never be unclenched, I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)

[Chorus]
I don't fucking like you, at all
No I don't fucking like you, at all, at all
So if you wanna play the victim, play alone
Because the last thing we have in common
Is neither of us like you

[Verse 2]
I feel tired, uninspired
I just wanna go...
Okay, now time to wake up
How about our fucking label?
Leaked our album three months early
(Yes, you fucking heard me)
I'm stressed right now
Depressed right now
I should know to take the pills because I'm scared of how I react
Like I'm the best storyteller in the room
Sucks for you
All I've got's the truth to shovel, I'm hoping that they bury you

[Pre-Chorus]
I should charge you rent for living underneath my skin
I've called the cops, a priest, at least I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)
Give me back my love
Or give me, give me back my youth
My fists will never be unclenched, I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)

[Chorus]
I don't fucking like you, at all
No I don't fucking like you, at all, at all
So if you wanna play the victim, play alone
Because the last thing we have in common
Is neither of us like you

[Bridge]
I should charge you rent for living underneath my skin
I should charge you rent for living (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Give me back my love
Or give me, give me back my youth
My fists will never be unclenched, I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)

[Chorus]
I don't fucking like you (I don't fucking like you)
At all
No I don't fucking like you (I don't fucking like you)
At all, at all
So if you wanna play the victim, play alone
Because the last thing we have in common
Is neither of us like you

[Outro]
I should charge you rent for living underneath my skin
I've called the cops, a priest, at least I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)
And the last thing that I'll say, I want to forget you every day
My fists will never be unclenched, I hope they'll (uh oh, oh oh)