[Verse 1]
You
You learned how to cry
And I don't think you're sorry
You need a little smack of reality
And I'm gonna be
Sick
[Verse 2]
Now you takes a test
I ask her, "Do you like it?"
You takes a pile of boards on a gluey porch
And I laugh
[Outro]
You like too a rapachu a you like chu a rapachu a really low