Lyrics The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies

These words are so familiar
All the same greats, the same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this
If you don't make a friend now, one might make you
So learn the gentle art of making enemies

Don't you look so surprised
Happy birthday, f*cker!
You blow that candle out, we're gonna kick you, kick you

Don't say that you're not cause you are (x2)

History tells us that you are (x2)

And all you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight, you put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear your very best excuse
I never felt this much alive, I never felt this much alive

Your day has finally come
So wear the hat and do the dance, and let the suit keep wearing you
This year you'll sit and take it, and you will like it
It's the gentle art of making enemies

I deserve a reward
That was the best f*ck that you ever had!
And if I tighten up my hole, you may never see the light again

There's always an easy way out (x2)

You need something wet in your mouth (x2)

And all you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight, you put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear your very best excuse
I never felt this much alive, I never felt this much alive

I never felt, I never felt this much alive (x8)