Fuck Off & Die
John-Henry Pajak, David Novak
[Verse 1]
Why don't you just fuck off and die? Oh
You're like a needle through my eye, oh
You've been around a, a year or two
Longer than expected of you
I'll be the first to say adieu
Ooh
[Verse 2]
Made up reports we can't deny, oh
Your dollar travels more than mine, oh
We don't have those pretty things
We don't have to make this ugly
So won't you be the first to leave?
Ooh
[Verse 3]
How can you live when it's all lies to me?
Go pull that sad old heart from captivity
'Cause we don't have those pretty things
And we don't have to make a scene
So won't you be the first to leave?
Ooh