Jules - the tenth

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst

Your draped overalls look stupid

You’re just a boring fair-fax kid

You’ll spend your time in the shoe sale line

Well you’ll pay someone else to and then you’ll stroll in

So what you’re friends with a rapper?

And so what you’re dad’s a character actor?

You don’t impress me even slightly

I mean who cares about your vocabulary

What are you trying to make up for?

What do you need more of?

You act like you’re the shit

But really you’re a bitch

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst

I’m not fooled like all the others

You’re a case of two ex-mother (?)

Sometimes I felt I want to help

But you gotta do things for yourself

You’ll fake it until you make it

But Jules, I hate to break it

I can see you’re a wannabe

I even see you’re a beeyotch too

You hide behind your phone

Pretend you’re not alone now

I bet you’re really shy

And try hard not to cry

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst

You’re the worst

I’ve been cursed by your presence

You’re the worst