The record goes

From blue to gold

So thank you for all your help

I know you want

To twist and shout

But try to contain yourself

You always struck me as the type to take it lightly

But now you gonna have to shut your mouth or fight me

Oh backstabber, backstabber

You're all alone

You're all over

The popular magazines

I will never care

What do you care

You're so much above that scene

But you've got no right to sit there saying I abuse it

When you only sleep with girls who say they like your music

Oh backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber

backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber

backstabber! hope grabber!

Greedy little fit haver!

God, I feel for you, fool..

You shit lover! Off brisher!

Jaded bitter, joy crusher!

Failure has made you so cruel

Rotten to the core, rotten to the core

Rotten like the word friend

I can tell the dear friends

If it is so hopeless

Why are you still with us

If it is so useless

Tell us, share with us

Noone buys your answer

Is it because you're a...

Backstabber, hopegrabber

Greedy little fit haver!

God, I feel for you, fool..

You shit lover! Off brisher!

Jaded bitter, joy crusher!

Failure has made you so cruel

So don't tell me what to write

And don't tell me that I'm wrong

And don't tell me not to reference my songs within my songs

So here we go

The open road

Is covered in taco stands

And you can stop

We'll drop you off

And write to you when we land

Backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber

backstabber backstabber backstabber backstabber

backstabber!

Backstabber!

Backstabber! Hope grabber!

Greedy little fit haver!

Backstabber!