You've got the Perfect disguise and you're lookin’ o.k.

From the bottom of the best of the worst, well what can I say

Cuz you cocked your head to shoot me down, down

And I don't give a damn about you or this town no more

No cuz I know the score

Need me to fall down, so you can climb up

Some fool ass ladder, well good luck

I hope, I hope there's something better up there

Cuz you cocked your head to shoot me down, down

And I don't give a damn about you or this town no more

No cuz I know the score

Well good luck believing every word that’s said

I hope you have enough space in your head

I don’t know, broke my back