Grudge

Think you're such a blessing, you're a curse

About as fun as driving a hearse

With balloons tied to every door

Claiming it's just a metaphor

Talking big like you think you're Goliath

Every word is rocket science

Think you're smarter, you're so adored

Everybody likes you more

Your ego is the size of a small continent

With a side of delusion and misplaced confidence

Can't grit my teeth, can't hold my tongue

Pretend that you're the chosen one

Can't say that I don't hate your guts

But I can always hold a grudge

Grudge, 'udge

Grudge

Grudge, 'udge

The emperor is naked, can't you see?

It's all the rage, I can't believe

Hope you fall off your high horse

And it sues you for a hostile work environment

You're a tyrant

It'd be best if you'd accept early retirement

It's violent, your entitlement

Like, who made you the king, and can we fire them?

Your ego is the size of a small continent

How are you still so incompetent?

Can't grit my teeth, can't hold my tongue

Pretend that you're the chosen one

Can't say that I don't hate your guts

But I can always hold a grudge

I can always hold a grudge

Grudge, 'udge

Grudge

Grudge, 'udge

Grit my teeth, can't hold my tongue

Grudge

Say that I don't hate your guts, but

Grudge