I'm a liar with my alligator shoes
And my crocodile tears
And I'm never amused
Some people are born to be used
And I don't make up the rules
And I don't want an excuse

If you wanna be that way
You can plant five fingers
On the side of my face
And I can promise I will turn my cheek
'Cos if you give me a bruise
It will be gone in a week

Quit
You're gonna die in a ditch
You'll never have any friends
And you'll never get rich

Spit
And you'll never commit
So you might as well sit
And eat my shit

Took up at the Flamingo Motel
On that stretch, not the strip
Where you don't hang around
Found my way to the neon lights
'Cos I like the way they look
In the dead of the night

Put it down on the table
With the rest of the dreams
Got a girl by my side and she busts at the seams
Say a prayer, don't be square
Bet it all on the race
If you hate what I am then spit in my

Face
You're gonna die in a ditch
You'll never have any friends
And you'll never get rich

Quit
'Cos you'll never commit
So you might as well sit
And eat my shit

Breathe in
Breathe out
Shut your mouth
Don't make a sound

Breath in
Breathe out
Shut your mouth
Don't make a sound

And I would never be
Caught being kind
But is it me, or are you wearing
That same disguise?

That you've been wearing
Since the day you resigned
That you'll be wearing for the rest
Of your insidious life

Spit
You're gonna die in a ditch
You'll never have any friends
And you'll never get rich

Quit
'Cos you'll never commit
So you might as well sit
And eat my shit

Quit
You were born with no wit
Born with no charm
Born with no grit

Quit
Just quit
I'm sick of this shit
I'm tryna get lit

Quit
Spit

You were born with no wit
Born with no charm
Born with no grit

Quit
You're gonna die in a ditch
You'll never have any friends
And you'll never get rich

Just quit
I'm sick of your shit I'm tryna get lit
Tryna get lit