You're another sickning example of all the things I love to hate
I have just uncovered your weakness discovered that you are a fake
No one cares about the friends you make when they're from hollywood
Oh I know it kills you to the core to know I am this good

Now my faith is gone

I'm so much smarter and harder than you will ever be
As long as I have myself I'll never have a need
To bleed or greed or deceive my friends into trouble
You must really hate yourself when you can't stand being alone

Now my faith is gone

I beat you
I beat you
I beat you
I beat you
Beat you at your own damn game

You must hate yourself
Oh you can't stand being alone
Oh god how you must be so sick of yourself
Maybe that's why you need all your friends around

Beat you
Beat you at your own damn game