Marty Byrne - 12th FEB 2020 (043) Lyrics

You told me about the girl who broke your heart
You told me that you are hurting and I get that
You told me that you locked yourself away
You told me that you knew things would get better, some day.

So I can't believe you're an incel
I can't believe you spend your days getting angry and very stressed
Creating an enemy out of 50% of the human population
I have to say, it's a weird way to respond to rejection

Turns out she was right to dump your ass
Turns out you're a narcissistic sociopath
With a dangerously fragile ego

Buddy I think she dodged a bullet
And you have work to do on yourself

Maybe save the money you spend crying in bars
On a really good therapist...

I can't believe you're an incel
I can't believe you spend your life in creepy online chat rooms
Populated exclusively by
Lonely white supremacist guys

I know you're hurtin', but man you're flirting with a road that is uncertain
Pull back the curtains and see

Don't be bitter, be better and see
You need a fresh grip on reality
Maybe contemplate equality
And if that's too hard, maybe just stick to porn...

I can't believe you're an incel
I can't believe you spend your days, blaming women for all the wrongs in your life
Is that why you're so averse to taking showers?
Is that why you never wash your clothes?

You really smell bad