Pop Punk
Got her hand on your heart
Then she ripped it apart
And I hate to see you go
But there’s just one thing that you should know
Now you might as well live on the street
Cause you’re a jobless creep
And you thought that you could score
With a little penny wise whore
Cause I thought that you should know
That you’re at the end of a rope
And your dad said you started slinging dope
Stole from your moms purpose but she didn’t know
SO WE’LL SEE YOU NEXT SHOW
Bullet through the brain cause I fuckin hate pop punk
Posers and creeps got tattoos and their vans on
Underaged drinking, smoking weed in my dads car
Hope you fucking choke cause you fucking love pop punk
Spending too much time with your hair
Cry yourself to sleep cause no one cares (oh)
No please no please don’t slit your wrists
My dude, seriously, don’t jump off a bridge
Cause I thought that you should know
That you’re at the end of a rope
And your dad said you started slinging dope
Stole from your moms purpose but she didn’t know
SO WE’LL SEE YOU NEXT SHOW
Jesus fucking Christ
This ‘merch is over priced
And your make up fucking sucks
Get a load of this cuck
My band is fucking trash
I’m just in it for the cash
Cause I’m lonely all the time
But that’s okay cause you’ve got pop punk
We won’t break your fall you might as well just end it
We won’t break your fall you might as well just end it
We won’t break your fall (cause I fuckin hate pop punk, cause I fuckin
Hate pop punk)
You might as well just end it all (cause I fuckin hate pop punk, but you
Fucking love pop punk)
Bullet through the brain cause I fuckin hate pop punk
Posers and creeps got tattoos and their vans on
Underaged drinking, smoking weed in my dads car
Hope you fucking choke cause you fucking love pop punk
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