To the guy who stole by bike I hope it serves you well I hope the brakes don't seize When you're riding down the hill to hell ♪ To the ones who left my trust Out in the rain to accumulate rust I wish you no ill will But mark my words, you're gonna get some still 'Cause I was angry, and I'm still now But we'll break even when we're in the ground Sleeping sound ♪ To the ones I loved and left With an axe to grind with me in the present tеnse It wasn't you, baby, you were swеll But I got a history of pissing in the wishing well I was angry, and I'm still now But we'll break even when we're in the ground We'll break even when we're in the ground Sleeping sound Sleeping sound ♪ To the guy who stole by bike And to the ones who left my trust And to any plum fucker with an axe to grind We'll break even when we're in the ground Sleeping sound