Song of the Week

This is the time when I pick the song of the week and type the lyrics. Song of the week: I hate my life by Theory of a Deadman.

So sick of the hobos always begging for change.
I don't like how I got to work and they just sit around and get paid.
I hate all of the people who can't drive their car.
Bitch, you better get out of 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 can 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.
Yeah!
I hate that I can't tell when a girls 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.
(Awh 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 I'd state I can't catch a break.
I hate my life.
Now it's nothing new.
Ooh, it sucks to be you.
I fucking hate my life.