Blah, blah, blah
You just wanna be my friend
Blah, blah, blah
Not that againYou're, oh, so amusing
It's all about using
You're unoriginal
I just don't have a prayerYeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I can say to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so over you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm hurting youYeah, yeah, yeah, you're so pitiful
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Now I feel betterNot your type
Oh, but you touched me first
You have a girl on the side
Don't pretend it hurtsSo I can respect you
And I can reject you
I can't let you have your cake
And eat it tooYeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I can say to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so over you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm hurting youYeah, yeah, yeah, you're so pitiful
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Now I feel betterYou know I would have done everything
Even worn your stupid wrong if that made you happy
Oh, I would have been your beauty queen
Would have let you watch me clean?
But you make me feel dirtyYeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I can say to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so over you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm hurting youYou're so pitiful, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Now I feel better