Reject - Demo

Who the hell are you to tell me
What I am, and what's my master plan?
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth, stop flattering yourself

So when the smoke clears, here I am
Your reject all-American
Paying off your social cred
And you can't even hold my dick
To hell with you, you tabloid chick, I'm gone

You're not my type
You're not my type

Who the hell are you to tell me
What I am, and what's my master plan?
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth, stop flattering yourself

So when the smoke clears, here I am
Your reject all-American
Begging up your social clique
And you can't even hold my dick
To hell with you, you tabloid chick, I'm gone

You're not my type
You're not my type
You're not my type
You're not my type

And when the smoke clears, here I am
Your reject all-American
Begging up the social clique
Been knocked up by my tabloid chick

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Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, Mike Dirnt
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