She's got the chemicals eyes and you're lookin' okay
From the bottom of the best and the worst, well what can I say?

You cocked your head to shoot me down and I don't give a damn about you or this town no more
No, now that I know the score

Well good luck believing every word they said
I hope you have enough space in your head
I don't, no but I know the score

Need me to fall down so you can climb up some fool-ass ladder
Well good luck, I hope
I hope there's something better up there

Cause you cocked your head to shoot me down
And I don't give a shit about you or this town no more
No, I know the score

Well she's got the chemical eyes and you're lookin' okay
From the bottom of the best to the worst
Well what can I say?