• You're broken my heart,
    And now you think you can fix it?
    You're cold, cruel, and conceited,
    And yet popular as well.
    I have news for you,
    And you'd better listen up.
    Looks aren't everything.
    And neither is popularity.
    You can't find a job with them,
    And they're all you have going for you.
    You'll never buy food with popularity,
    And you're never going to get a clue.
    So you're going to fall,
    And I'll laugh at you for the first time.
    Because you'll never see me again,
    And I'm finally happy.
    Don't forget my memory,
    And the day I gave you a taste of your own cruelty.
    Good riddance to bad trash,
    And die.