Hypocrites got my name on their lips Say I just got my lucky, but then they all copy Say it must be the face or the waist Maybe it's the right guy, no way, It's her bright mind All the bricks you throw I turn them into ammo Say that I'm losing the game Sorry again what's your name? Think you see my hand you're not even close I think it's funny that you think I worry about you Don't you? Ah, you call me peaches Ah, you think you know me Ah, see me in pieces Ah, you think you know me Watching the flames rise Say that you know why Ah, you call me peaches Ah, you think you know me You think you know me (×2) Autographs make me laugh The way you act is fucking foolish Don't know why you do it You know me Pave my way in a way that 's so mathematic So don't be dramatic