The world, it owes you nothingnYou're such a mark for yourselfnNo wonder no one pays attention to you nownnDon't talk to me about your friendsnAnd you've become embarrassingnSo was it worse back then, or is it worse right now?nnSome deadbeat dad who lives at homenAnd I don't like your favourite songnSo please don't call me anymorenI don't wanna know younnThe clock has stopped at 4:08nAnd I stand, still so far awaynThe basement window sheds no sunlight on your fatennI took the high road for too longnAnd I still hate your favourite songnSo let there be no doubt what this one's all aboutnn