Sold his soul to crusade on a screen

Worthless individual that knows everything

Don't hold back he's not pleasant or sweet

It's ignorance and jealousy that makes his heart beat

You don't know you can't hurt him back

'Cause he's a fly on the wall, yes an insect that crawls

If pesticide won't do it we've got nothing at all

Bye, bye

And I won't hurt like that

Bye, bye

And I won't hurt like that

Hurt like that

Sold his soul to crusade on a screen

Hiding insecurities through this masquerade

Fi get fi now there's blood on the screen

It trips up on the floorboards but it's conscious is clean

You don't know you can't hurt him back

'Cause he's a fly that won't stall, yes an insect that crawls

Fly his existence through the post on your walls

Bye, bye

And I won't hurt like that

Bye, bye

And I won't hurt like that

Hurt like that

Bye, bye

And I won't hurt like that

Bye, bye

I won't hurt like that

Hurt like that

Bye, bye

Bye, bye