I\'m my own kind of bitch
I know that for sure
I push people\'s buttons
I win fucking wars
But I don\'t ever throw the first bomb
No that\'s up to you
You want Vietnam
You want to make me feel small and cowardly
And maybe you\'re right, maybe I am
But I shout mighty insults back at you powerfully
Your lack of imagination is what I can\'t stand
It\'s okay if you hate me
I hate me too
But what I really don\'t get about you
Is how you can stand your goddamn self
Cause if we\'re a bitch like you
I\'d kill myself