Do you feel like you′re not good enough?
Like you should've been someone else?
Do you feel like a Tonka truckCollecting dust on a grown ups shelf?
Do you lash out in anger?
Are you past the point of getting help?
Do you feel like an elevator
Breaking down while going up?
Well, I will always tell you that
You′re perfect just the way you are
So please don't cry
Just listen to my lyrics and know
I lied
You're a waste of life
So waste your life
If everything you touch dies
Touch yourself to your delight
You′re an astronomical waste of space
A case Sherlock Holmes would never take
You′re made the way you're meant to be
A stuck up, suck up, self assuring wanna be
Do you feel like you′re all alone?
Like you just don't belong?
I can help you if you
Put your faith in this song
Have all your relationships failed?
Do you ever feel like
You could be a two by four and
Still never get nailed?
Well I promise one day you will find
The perfect husband or wife
But if you get your self worth from bands like
Maroon Five
Then you′re a waste of life
I hope your atoms die
You think Adam Levine sings to you
But he would never settle for a girl like you
I'm paid to entertain
But I lie, cheat, and take
Advantage of your
Unrelenting selfless love
Hahaha, It took twenty three
Producers to write this song
But its totally worth it
Because we are going to use it
And all of our marketing power
To sell it to young kids
Who will believe anything
You tell them
And we will make them think
This artist loves them
And we do it all for money
I love you
Tell me how you really feel
Okay
You′re a baby that should have been dropped
If songs like this turn you on
You can fuck off
You make god miss the dinosaurs
You make me wish this song was over
But there's so much more
Your taste broke up the band
Gave Katie Perry fans
Made Kanye rant
I shit you not it made me eat bran
Your face makes Chuck Norris cry
It makes atheists ask "oh, dear god why?"
You made the giving tree take its life
You made your self portrait hang itself till it died
Your touch burned Van Gogh's art
And your love broke Cupid′s heart
You kill pregnant woman′s moods
You make homeless children want to donate rice to you
You paid for David Geffen's yacht
And you′re the reason Jesus was nailed to a cross
I said a cross...
So believe these just words
And follow every clever phrase and turn...
It into something more
Than it really is
But if you're here looking for love
And understanding from pop lyrics
Take your place in line
And know I charge a premium price to call you a waste of life
Life, life
Oh my god, I love that song
