Don't Need You

Don’t need you
Don’t need you
You… don’t need you
I don’t get along with no one
I can’t stand it when you try to help
I’m on the defense that’s what wins
What the hell ya lookin' at
Don’t need you
Don’t need you
You… don’t need you
Here’s the line so stay on your side
You’re so sensitive, go play the smiths
I like girls and you like all the boys
I can tell you got that kind of lisp
Don’t need you
Don’t need you
You… don’t need you
I don’t need, I don’t
I don’t need, I don’t
I don’t need, I don’t
I don’t need, I don’t
Don’t need you
Don’t need you
You… don’t need you
(Don't need you) Don’t you ever call me sir
(Don't need you) Don’t call me mister
(Don't need you) Don’t you call me at all
(Don't need you) You fuckin' miserable
(Don't need you) You… don’t need you
(Don't need you) You… don’t need you