High Maintenance

(High Maintenance) 

Mirror mirror on the wall 
Who’s the prettiest of them all? 
Shut up bitch it’s not you, 
I said SHUT THE FUCK UP!! 
Look me in the eyes 
And listen to what I’m going to tell you. 

We are now entering an island 
Of misfit toys, 
To all the sweet girls out there 
This doesn’t imply, 
To the nasty and stuck up, 
I’m pointing right at you, 
Enjoy my rage, 
Choke on it to! 

I hate… 
I hate… 
I hate suck up girls 
Who are high maintenance 
I’m a shy, itchy trigger finger 
I have no patience 
No feeling in my heart, 
Learn to open a door, 
You guys ruined my life 
And I will not take the disrespect 
You have given to me and to others anymore. 
You think you are god’s gift, 
Excuse me while I laugh silently in my head, 
While I roll on the floor. 
Your prettiness and total in secureness, 
Reality check! It’s just pure, pure sadness. 
What is with your snotty attitudes? 
Don’t tell me it’s just a shield 
Right now I’m so pissed it’s like trying to find 
That one pumpkin in a fire flaming cornfield 
Oh you want me to yield, slow down on my attacks, 
Yeah, I’ll stop then ill rip through your cold heart and stomp on it 
On a bed full of nails and tacks, make you suffer the pain 
How it feels to silently, internally bleed deep down 
When your alone, and you’re allowed to scream 
Taste it bitch! The sweet sweet pain, 
Look in the mirror again, I’ll make your plastic soul rain. 

I’ve heard it all before, 
The little tricks to make us seem like you’re a tiny spec 
Of liked or loved, here’s to all the goodhearted guys out there, 
My bros! I got you. 
Life is an equal balance of drama and karma, 
One day, it will be wrong time 
Wrong person, wrong place, 
Hang on you’ll get what’s coming to you, 
You just wait. 

Hearts break, minds spin like a tornado, 
Quietly then into rage 
We are not your puppets, 
I’m breaking out of this damn fuckin cage. 
Wake up! Wake up! 
Don’t like it? Tough! 
It’s all just a game! 
Play or be played! 
I will not! You’re missing out, 
You’ll never be perfect 
It’s just the way God created us, 
Deal with it! I know go cry, bitch moan and complain 
Again you didn’t get your way, 
Now all of a sudden I’m the nice sweet guy, 
Now you want to know my name, 
I got my name on two very important fingers, 
I’ll flip them up for you, 
Take a long, long look! 
Oh hey! 
Don’t ever mistreat or take me granted 
Go crawl back into your shallow shell now, 
I’m smiling and walking away 
Heart healthy and fully emotionally planted.