Ex Wife - YFC

When we first met, you seemed alright
A little abrupt, a little uptight
But now I know you, know how you tick
A lot less carrot, a lot more stick

Eye to eye, toe to toe
Bend over backwards, sell your soul
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Stay on track, cut the crap

Those higher up the tree, they don't even see
You shitting on people, shitting on me
No one loves you more than yourself
Preening in your office, adoring yourself
Smug, self-satisfied - it's just who you are
Expensive suit and a 4 by 4 car

Eye to eye, toe to toe
Bend over backwards, sell your soul
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Take the hit, you're full of shit

Because in your world...
Everyone's an idiot, everyone's a fool
Everyone's a child, everyone's a tool
So many loathsome bosses with toxic atmospheres
There's no I in team but there's a U in C
There's a U in, there's a U in C

Where do I start? How do I stop?
Spit it out? Or swallow the lot?
Passively playing the hand that I'm dealt
You enter the room, I loosen my belt
Remember that morning when you opened the door
And smelt then saw the turd in your draw?
Well, that was me, yes, that was me
That was me, that was me
It may be unsophisticated
Perhaps lacked tact
But it was most definitely me
Not that cleaner that you sacked

Visits from the witnesses believing that you're keen
Complimentary copy of a lifestyle magazine
Calls from strangers via public toilet doors
Finding a banana up your car's exhaust
It was me

Because the truth is...
Everyone's an idiot, everyone's a fool
Everyone's a child, everyone's a tool
So many loathsome bosses with toxic atmospheres
There's no I in team but there's a U in C
There's a U in, there's a U in C
YFC
YFC
YFC
It was me

Written by:
Billy Barry, Steve Meat

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