i spent a year living in hell and all i got was this fucking t-shirt Lyrics

(It's not gonna work)

(It's not gonna work)

(It's never gonna work)

(If you just turn on the mic, 'cause look)

(We're even doing it right now)

(We're just talking 'cause you just turned on the mic)

(I wasn't gonna say this until-)

Your teen angst bullshit has a body count

Bare your teeth, grab my wrists, never run my mouth

Put the target on my lips, body hit the ground

Baby say it one more time if you want me now

Running far, loving fast, couldn't make me stay

Fuck around and find out baby, do it, misbehave

I don't even really care about you anyway

And pretty soon I'll lose your number, live another day

I'm better off without you

And I don't think about you

I'm always searching for another way to keep you out

I'm always thinking of the days when I could keep it down

If I'm living out of spite am I really living life at all

And if I keep this cycle going I'll never have to face it at all

Your teen angst bullshit has a body count

The more you try to run away it's catching up now

And when it finally hits the fan I wanna be around

So I can make it so much worse than it could ever sound

Running far, loving fast, couldn't make me stay

I know you'd love it if I thought about you every day

If I kept running round in circles, entertain your game

You know I hate your fucking guts but I don't care to play

I'm better off without you

And I don't think about you

I'm always searching for another way to keep you out

I'm always thinking of the days when I could keep it down

If I'm living out of spite am I really living life at all

And if I keep this cycle going I'll never have to face it at all