Little Miss Stalker Pie

I'm gonna give you my sharp mind
So you can cut yourself into little pieces
You wouldn't know a good thing
If it was pressed inside that diary you write in

I love not giving second chances
And seeing your face is the best
I hate to be the one to deliver the great news
But I finally etched your name away
Little miss stalker-pie
Pick up and ship out
You have no one to tell you you're okay anymore

And now walking down the hall is different
I shoot smiles at all the cats
Swing around all the talkers
And stroll through every lost soul

You can't just grasp
That the only thing caring is your pen
I can write your life better than you can
Tell me, what side are you on?
My pen is the tool used to course out your whole life

I love not giving second chances
And seeing your face is the best
I hate to be the one to deliver the great news
But I finally etched your name away
Little miss stalker-pie
Pick up and ship out
You have no one to tell you you're okay anymore

So keep it up, my little miss Stalker-pie
Saturday is waiting for you to peek through my window
Into my life, with hands inked in your story
Pick up and ship out
You have no one to tell you that you're okay anymore
♠ ♠ ♠
Syn: "What can ya do?"
Zacky: "For all you motherf*ckers out there talkin' sh*t, we got somethin' for ya..." *Dances/sings guitar solo*
Syn: "How do you like me now?"

Haha love those boys.