I Don't Like You or Your Band

I was in love with a good, good man And a cheater and a liar, don't forget drunk driver I should add What a shame it is that the rock I thought you were turned out to be sand Now I don't like you or your band Your cigarettes, your leather shoes You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues You've become somethin' I can't stand Don't even miss holdin' your hand And I don't like you or your band Maybe you should get your shit together Don't wanna be livin' with mom and dad forever And maybe learn the words to your own songs So your fans can sing along Your cigarettes, your leather shoes You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues You've become somethin' I can't stand Don't even miss holdin' your hand And I don't like you or your band Whoa, you look dumb smokin' hand-rolled cigarettes And I look pretty, I'm lookin' pretty in my dress You've left me unamused and unimpressed And I don't like you or your band Your cigarettes, your leather shoes You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues You've become somethin' I can't stand Don't even miss holdin' your sweaty hand And I don't like you or your band Your cigarettes, your leather shoes You, your friends, and your middle-class white boy blues You've become somethin' I can't stand Don't even miss holdin' your hand And I don't like you or your band