So much for their gaya*** ending
Oh oh, avril, oh oh, agian?, oh sh**,...

this song sucks
pop should be dead
it was something they did
it was the sh** that they said
we will hang you
in a city so dead
pop was hung so high
and too much of a breakable thread

pop was all the things that i knew were gay
and what i think is sh**

pop is everything everthying that makes me vomit
it was meant to be soppused to be good be they farted
and all the memories, of the good bands, that sold out
so much for their gaya** ending

avril got her dumb freinds
i dont give what they say
i tell you your retarded
and so are they
but i do no you
for the sell out you are
all the things that you hide from us
and all the sh** that you do

pop was all the things that i knew were gay
and what i think is sh**

pop is everything everthying that makes me vomit
it was meant to be soppused to be good be they farted
and all the memories, of the good bands, that sold out
so much for their gaya** ending

its nice to know that i dont care
thanks for smelling my underwear
and making you feel like a poser
its nice to know that you had nothing at all
thanks for laughing when avril falls
and letting me know when you are done



pop is everything everthying that makes me vomit
it was meant to be soppused to be good be they farted
and all the memories, of the good bands, that sold out
so much for their gaya** ending

pop is everything everthying that makes me vomit
it was meant to be soppused to be good be they farted
and all the memories, of the good bands, that sold out
so much for their gaya** ending

Oh oh, avril, oh oh, sux....