Nice Hands, Feet

I know better than to pick up the phone

When you're on the other line

Cause I don't have the patience

And I sure as hell don't have the time

I was immature, you were immature

We are older now and I'm not sure

If you will ever act your age

You're so cool, you're punk

You're so fake, you're so fucked

I am so sad. I'm such a bummer

Leave me behind and forget your past

Cut off my arm and beat me with it

I'll still get few shots in

Take a hit, spew some shit

You're not much smarter than you were in high school