Hate My Life

So sick of the hobos

Always beggin' for change

I don't like how I gotta work

And they just sit around and get paid

I hate all of the people

Who can't drive their cars

Bitch, you better get outta the way

Before I start falling apart

I hate how my wife

Is always up my ass

She always wants to buy brand new things

But I don't have the cash (Oh, please, kill me now)

I hate my job, all of my rich friends

I hate everyone to the bitter end

Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight

I hate my life

How come I never get laid?

Nice guys always lose

How could she have another headache?

There's always some kind of excuse

I still hate my job

My boss is a dick

I don't get paid nearly enough

To put up with all of his shit

I hate my job, all of my rich friends

I hate everyone to the bitter end

Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight

I hate my life

I hate that I can't tell

When a girl's underage

You know, I tell her she's a nice piece of ass

Then her daddy punches me in the face

So if you're pissed like me

Bitches, here's what you gotta do

Put your middle fingers up in the air

Go on and say, fuck you (Oh, yeah)

I hate my job, all of my rich friends

I hate everyone to the bitter end

Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight

I hate my life

So much at stake, can't catch a break

I hate my life

Now, it's nothing new, hearing, sucks to be you

I fuckin' hate my life

Fuck