I want to be mean, I want to be bad

I want to be mean I want to be bad

I don't want to know how you are

And I don't care what you've done this weekend

And I won't say how nice to meet you because I just found you boring

I don't want to smile when I don't smile inside

I don't wanna laugh when I don't laugh inside

And I don't want to compliment your dress

because looking at it I feel distress

And I don't give a shit about your problems

And I don't want to get spewed down by your verbal diahrea

And I don't want to be fake and pretend it's all cool

Fuck you, I fuck off now, fool!