I Don't Like You or Your Band

I was in love with a good, good man
And a cheater and a liar, don't forget drunk driver I should add
What a shame it is that the rock I thought you were turned out to be sand
Now I don't like you or your band
Your cigarettes, your leather shoes
You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues
You've become somethin' I can't stand
Don't even miss holdin' your hand
And I don't like you or your band
Maybe you should get your shit together
Don't wanna be livin' with mom and dad forever
And maybe learn the words to your own songs
So your fans can sing along
Your cigarettes, your leather shoes
You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues
You've become somethin' I can't stand
Don't even miss holdin' your hand
And I don't like you or your band
Whoa, you look dumb smokin' hand-rolled cigarettes
And I look pretty, I'm lookin' pretty in my dress
You've left me unamused and unimpressed
And I don't like you or your band
Your cigarettes, your leather shoes
You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues
You've become somethin' I can't stand
Don't even miss holdin' your sweaty hand
And I don't like you or your band
Your cigarettes, your leather shoes
You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues
You've become somethin' I can't stand
Don't even miss holdin' your hand
And I don't like you or your band