You're not even a "has been" You're a "never was" You're a "never will be" And it's all because When push came to shove I was pushed too far Who do you think you are? All my friends are dead And I'm still standing Someone like you Could never live like me Reckless and self-destructive We are the industry It's hard to stomach the fact that you exist I live under your skin I hope you hear this song And it makes you sick We reached for the crown We didn't invent the wheel But we'll run you down All my friends are dead And I'm still standing In the end all you have is yourself And everyone you think you know Is busy rotting in Hell In the end all you have is yourself And everyone you think you know Is busy rotting in Hell I'm still left standing I'm still here standing Oh Fuck you