All you douche-bags
I poisoned your protein shakes
How do you like me now?
All you horny drunks
I hope you get a disease and never have sex again

Everybody’s mad and that’s including me, everybody's mad
But I have a microphone and you fuckers don’t
How do you like me now?

Boy, if your ego’s big enough
You feel the need to beat me up
Just ‘cause you heard me talking shit
Well, be my guest and take a hit

If everybody in this town that you’ve been talking shit about
Was just as immature as you, you’d be buried in the ground

Bad bitches “sit”

And Sweets, I know what you’re thinking
Think what you want
Me and Webster, we did some talking, we did some talking
And we both agreed you’re just a simple common slut

Let’s all get drunk tonight just 'cause it’s New Year’s Eve
It’s just an excuse to get drunk with friends and smoke weed
You’re angry and lonely, you’ll never be happy
If you keep on searching everywhere except within yourself
It’s impossible, impossible
To deny the fact that we had good memories
It’s impossible, impossible
To deny the fact that we had good memories

We had good memories
We had good memories