small man, big whine

fuck you, small man

big shots take small pot shots 

and end up right back where they started

you don't have what it takes

and you need to throw your insults

to try to ease your heart

but nothing is going to phase me

and we all have your number

we all see right through you

and we can all see the damaged child

that you are trying to make us believe is a man

i've dealt with your abuse

and your aggression for years

hoping you'd come around someday

but we're only getting older

and you are only getting worse

i wash my hands of you

i am the better man of the two of us

and you will never cut me down

i can take everything you're throwing

and i will never be the one underneath

i am smart, capable, and better in all the ways

that you are not

our days are coming to an end

and you only have yourself to blame

i don't need you anymore

you've attacked my character twice

you will not get a third

you will die alone

from heart failure

in a room, alone

surrounded by your own filth

with yourself to blame

you were a terrible friend

and you were terrible to the people who loved you

i have given you enough chances

and i have my final answer

i've made my decision

i don't have time for 30 year old children

throwing temper tantrums

grow up, buck up

get your head out of your ass

i have no more use for you in my life

my presence is a privilege

you just lost that

sucker