By No Means - Lust For Youth

I by no means intend to befriend you

I by no means attempt to impress you

You’re very well incapable of anything but whining

I see you’re always happy

To talk about your misery

Your sentiments are tainted

A compliment from you would insult me

I by all means intend to offend you

I by all means prefer to avoid you

You’re painfully incompetent

Your self-pity is appalling

I see you’re always happy

To talk about your misery

Your sentiments are tainted

A compliment from you would insult me

A compliment from you would insult me

You’d weary anyone around

What’s the appeal, do you know?

I see you’re more than happy

To talk about your misery

Your sentiments are tainted

A compliment from you would insult me

A compliment from you would insult me