Who the hell are you to tell me what I am
And what’s my master plan
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth
Stop flattering yourself
So when the smoke clears here I am
Your reject all-American

Sucking up you social sect
Making you a nervous wreck
To hell and back and hell again I’ve gone
You’re not my type
Not my type

What’s the difference between you and me?
I do what I want, and you do what you’re told
So listen up and shut the hell up
It’s no big deal
And I’ll see you in hell
So when the smoke clears here I am
Your reject all-American

Falling from grace, right on my face
To hell and back and hell again I’ve gone