Freed Pig The Breeders

You were right, I was battling you
Trying to prove myself
I tried to bury you with guilt
I wanted to prove you wrong

I've got nothing better to do
Than pay too much attention to you
It's sad but it's not your fault

I'm self-righteous and rude
I guess I lost that cool
Tapping 'til I drive you insane

I'm self-righteous but never right
So laid back but so uptight
Destroying your patience to tolerate me
And all the negative spirit I bring

Right, I was obsessed to bring you down
Watching your every move
Playing a little boy game
Always with something to prove

Waiting to cut you down
Making it hard to live
With only one thing to do
And cut me first, make it easy