I'm being straight up you, your music is garbage
I don't even understand why people like it (You're stupid)
I don't even know
If people are telling the truth to you or not
I never said I was a fan
I never enjoyed any of your music
You're so fake it's not even funny
You're already entitled enough
I'm done with you
Sometimes all I want in general
Is someone not from dollar general
I need someone who'll treat me like I am divine
And of course, I am (Hm hm hm)
Sometimes I will sense a warning
within my soul that something's coming
An army of my truest fans, awaits
But maybe, not in this life
Why
Why, why, why, why, why, why
Cant I
Can't I, I, I, I, I
Decide
Decide, side, side, side, side, huh
My fan base for me
Why
Why, why, why, why, why, why
Cant I
Can't I, I, I, I, I
Decide
Decide, side, side, side, side, huh
My fan base for me
You should treat me like I'm special
Like I'm extraterrestrial
Not like I'm some measly chunk
Of lettuce in your teeth, ha (Ha)
You should know
You're messing with some serious power
First I'm bitter poison
Then I'm sweet like a flower
And all this time I've let let you walk all over me
Oh please, hm
Why
Why, why, why, why, why, why
Cant I
Can't I, I, I, I, I
Decide
Decide, side, side, side, side, huh
My fan base for me
Why
Why, why, why, why, why, why
Cant I
Can't I, I, I, I, I
Decide
Decide, side, side, side, side, huh
My fan base for me
My fan base for me