You never listen when I'm speaking
You never answer when I call
You couldn't give a shit if I lived or died
And if I died you'd be texting through my funeral
Why do I even try with you
I deserve better than this
Ever since he came into your life
You've been acting like I don't even exist
It's so telling
How you're yelling
At your goddamn phone
Then you ask me
Can you repeat
The last eighty things you said
You never listen when I'm speaking
You never answer when I call
You couldn't give a shit if I lived or died
And if I died you'd be texting through my funeral
I should really get paid for this
Drying up all your tears
Better add tissues to your grocery list
I'm outta this town before the new year
You're so selfish
You don't know it
Drives me up the wall
You should get
A certificate
For making me feel so small
You never listen when I'm speaking
You never blah blah blahblah blah
You couldn't give a shit if I lived or died
And if I died you'd be texting through my funeral
(We are gathered here today)
(To celebrate the life)
(Of Richard Zihan Peng)
(Though he lived but a short few years)
(His life was filled with-)
(Wait, do you hear that?) (La la la la la la)
(It sounds like no!) La la la la la)
(He's getting up from the coffin!)
(He's here for revenge!)
(And where did he get that guitar?!)
I bet you won't even notice
If I tried to leave
You'd probably ask me where I'm going
Twenty five years after I stopped breathing
Makes me look the fool to stay
Wiping your ass like a gold bidet
And if anyone asks why I'm not around anymore
It's cause
You never listen when I'm speaking
You never answer when I call
You couldn't give a shit if I lived or died
And if I died you'd be texting through my funeral
You never listen when I'm speaking
You never answer when I call
You couldn't give a shit if I lived or died
And if I died you'd be texting through my funeral
You never listen when I'm speaking
You never answer when I call
You couldn't give a shit if I lived or died
And if I died you'd be texting through the end of this song