Backstabber
The record goes from blue to gold
So thank you for all your help
I know you want to jump around
But try to contain yourself
You always struck me as the type to take it lightly
But now you're gonna have to shut your mouth and fight me
Oh, backstabber
Backstabber
You're all alone
You're all over the popular magazines
Will never care, what do you care?
You're down with the Japanese
But you've got no right to sit there saying I abuse it
When you only sleep with girls who say they like your music
Oh, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber, hope grabber
Greedy little fit haver
God, I feel for you, fool
You shit-lover, off-brusher
Jaded bitter joy-crusher
Failure has made you so cruel, you
Rotten to the core
Rotten to the core
Rotten like a crackwhore
Begging out the backdoor
Show us what you're good for
Post it to the noise board
Come on, join the bloodsport
Show us some support, still
Working in the drugstore
Is it because you're a fucking
Backstabber, hope grabber
Greedy little fit haver
God, I feel for you, fool
You shit-lover, off-brusher
Jaded bitter joy-crusher
Failure has made you so cruel
So don't tell me what to write
And don't tell me that I'm wrong
And don't tell me not to reference my songs within my songs
Oh, oh, you backstabber
You backstabber
Backstabber, hope grabber
Greedy fucking fit haver
Backstabber
So thank you for all your help
I know you want to jump around
But try to contain yourself
You always struck me as the type to take it lightly
But now you're gonna have to shut your mouth and fight me
Oh, backstabber
Backstabber
You're all alone
You're all over the popular magazines
Will never care, what do you care?
You're down with the Japanese
But you've got no right to sit there saying I abuse it
When you only sleep with girls who say they like your music
Oh, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber, hope grabber
Greedy little fit haver
God, I feel for you, fool
You shit-lover, off-brusher
Jaded bitter joy-crusher
Failure has made you so cruel, you
Rotten to the core
Rotten to the core
Rotten like a crackwhore
Begging out the backdoor
Show us what you're good for
Post it to the noise board
Come on, join the bloodsport
Show us some support, still
Working in the drugstore
Is it because you're a fucking
Backstabber, hope grabber
Greedy little fit haver
God, I feel for you, fool
You shit-lover, off-brusher
Jaded bitter joy-crusher
Failure has made you so cruel
So don't tell me what to write
And don't tell me that I'm wrong
And don't tell me not to reference my songs within my songs
Oh, oh, you backstabber
You backstabber
Backstabber, hope grabber
Greedy fucking fit haver
Backstabber
Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Palmer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.