You're the type of person, who ain't my type Got an evil greed and a brainwashed heart You're a waste of everyone's time 'Til there is nobody left in line All you've ever done And all you'll ever do Is something more than wrong It ain't right, you fool You're the kind of person who ain't kind Got a weird and vague sense of life What a waste of ink to rhyme How can you live with your own lies? How the hell do you sleep at night? With such a black hole in you mind Sucking every fucking point of light Your end of the line is a blank sky