The record goes
From blue to gold
So thank you for all your help
I know you want
To twist and shout
But try to contain yourself
You always struck me as the type to take it lightly
But now you gonna have to shut your mouth or fight me
Oh backstabber, backstabber
You're all alone
You're all over
The popular magazines
I will never care
What do you care
You're so much above that scene
But you've got no right to sit there saying I abuse it
When you only sleep with girls who say they like your music
Oh backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber
backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber
backstabber! hope grabber!
Greedy little fit haver!
God, I feel for you, fool..
You shit lover! Off brisher!
Jaded bitter, joy crusher!
Failure has made you so cruel
Rotten to the core, rotten to the core
Rotten like the word friend
I can tell the dear friends
If it is so hopeless
Why are you still with us
If it is so useless
Tell us, share with us
Noone buys your answer
Is it because you're a...
Backstabber, hopegrabber
Greedy little fit haver!
God, I feel for you, fool..
You shit lover! Off brisher!
Jaded bitter, joy crusher!
Failure has made you so cruel
So don't tell me what to write
And don't tell me that I'm wrong
And don't tell me not to reference my songs within my songs
So here we go
The open road
Is covered in taco stands
And you can stop
We'll drop you off
And write to you when we land
Backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber
backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber
backstabber!
Backstabber!
Backstabber! Hope grabber!
Greedy little fit haver!
Backstabber!
