A Questionable Taste In Friends

Say what you want to if that is what thou wilt

Not gonna listen, ain’t got that time to kill

I know what you want, but you give me noise

Go back to your church with the Backstreet Boys

I know, I know

Why do you hate my guts so

You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow

You’re convinced you don’t condemn

Baby, you are just like them

You’d die to shut me up

But I didn’t plan to talk, my friend

And your intention, you got a hole to fill

Want me to suffer, want me to pay your bill

You say that line thinking it’s your choice

Go back to your church with the Backstreet Boys

I know, I know

Why do you hate my guts so

You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow

You’re convinced you don’t condemn

Baby you are just like them

You’d die to shut me up

If there was something that I wanted to say

Then I would say it

But it’s only fucking suckers in here

So just forget it

But there’s only one thing, one thing you should know

If there was something that I wanted to say

Then I would say it

But it’s only fucking suckers in here

So just forget it