Hey you, hey you
You've got a lot of nerve
But no sense, no self,
No class
Hey you, hey you
I want to hear the words
No shit, just spit it out
Loud and clear now
I want to hear it
I'm not like you - a shell -
That glorious life of the walking dead
Yeah, I'm holding on to
Everything you ever did
Hey you, hey you
You've got a lot of words
But no point, no drive,
No balls, bitch
Hey you, hey you
I want to hear you scream
And cry, and curl up
I'll be the one
Who gives it back to you
I'm not like you - a shell -
That glorious life of the walking dead
Yeah, I'm the one who speaks of
Everything you never did
Just try me