Millencolin Follow

I hear you dis my name when my back is turned
You have no shame but still I'm not really concerned
Imagination is not a thing you lack
But you misguided your plan of attack
It's quite expected from a clown like you
Your sad stories always ring untrue

Where backstabbers get by and honesty don't fly
And jealousy's not something new
There's danger for strangers and envy for changers
Where there is hate there is you

You try to steal the credit for the things I've done
The truth in what you brag and preach is close to none
You're in a hopeless situation still
You stab whoever for a dollar bill
Yes, I've seen it many times before
You're no surprise and you're best ignored

You sound just like a broken record when you verbalise
Your shit goes round and round
You truly think you are a master of disguise
But I know you by your sound