Douchebag
You thought you had me
And fooled everyone
You son of the top gun
You hardly know a heart or a soul
You think you are so
You know no limits you know no shame
You think you're the boss
You're at a loss
And a Douchebag
You are pathetic
A narcissistic jerk
A piece of work
You think it's your money
You think you have fame
But it is so funny because you're so lame
And a Douchebag
You think the world's for you
But you don't have a clue
Everyone knows you are such a prick
They won't say it
But you are a dick
And a Douchebag
You think the world's for you
But you don't have a clue
In eighteen years I have done a great job
But you are a menace and your shit must stop!
If I could can you
You would be gone
Until that day comes here is my song
You're a Douchebag
Writer/s: John Masarone
