At the risk of sounding rude
  Just who the fuck do you think you are
  To tell me what you expect of me today?
    Well, you can take your attitude
  You're out of luck, you've gone way too far
  If you think there's any chance I'm gonna stay
    How long can I string you along?
  How little of myself can I give
  And still make you believe I care?
    At the risk of sounding trite
  Why the fuck do you think you're right
  About every little thing that you say?
    And do you think that it is right
  For Tom to spend another night
  Writing songs about all the people he thinks are gay?
    How long can I string you along?
  How little of myself can I give
  And still make you believe I care?
    How long can I string you along
  How little of myself can I give
  And still make you believe I care?