Rotten
What makes you think you can do the things you do?
Leave me at the party, with no ride, now I'm screwed
Borrow money from me when I need it and I'm broke
And when I ask for it back you make me feel like I'm a joke
Making out with other people's property you porno loose
You can only be happy wearing other people's shoes
I think that you need to quarantine
Scrub your mind and your body until you're finally clean
Because...
Everything you say yah, is completely rotten
Everything you think yah, is completely rotten
You're rotten, you're rotten, rotten through and through
I'd rather be me than a rotten lucky you
You screw your best friends any chance that you get
You're better my enemy, because friendship you don't get
Chump on the bills, but you always got the cash
How was my beer, when you took to get smashed
I'm boiling over, I'm boiling over, I'm boiling over yah
You're stool no longer saved by me at the bar
Things are clear now; I know exactly what to do
I'd rather be me than a rotten lucky you
Yah, you're rotten
Yah, completely rotten
From your brain to your body, you're rotten through and through
And I'd rather be alone than a rotten lucky you
Leave me at the party, with no ride, now I'm screwed
Borrow money from me when I need it and I'm broke
And when I ask for it back you make me feel like I'm a joke
Making out with other people's property you porno loose
You can only be happy wearing other people's shoes
I think that you need to quarantine
Scrub your mind and your body until you're finally clean
Because...
Everything you say yah, is completely rotten
Everything you think yah, is completely rotten
You're rotten, you're rotten, rotten through and through
I'd rather be me than a rotten lucky you
You screw your best friends any chance that you get
You're better my enemy, because friendship you don't get
Chump on the bills, but you always got the cash
How was my beer, when you took to get smashed
I'm boiling over, I'm boiling over, I'm boiling over yah
You're stool no longer saved by me at the bar
Things are clear now; I know exactly what to do
I'd rather be me than a rotten lucky you
Yah, you're rotten
Yah, completely rotten
From your brain to your body, you're rotten through and through
And I'd rather be alone than a rotten lucky you
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Writer(s): Derek Davis, Stephen Foote, Ryan Connor, David Wane, Nicholas Pantazi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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