Ingrates Songtext
I don't know what I can't stand more
The giving from them or the taking from you
And the way the taker still believes that they're a poor, helpless victim
Undeserving, somebody needs to put your perspective in check
Unrelenting, I wait for the day that this comes to an end

Nobody owes you a goddamn thing
You made your bed all on your own and all on your own you can lie in it

I can't stand you, fucking ingrates

Do unto others what they would do for you

Is this what you expect to get without asking?
Is this what you expect them to do?
To hell with you and all your complaints
I won't buy into your soap opera pity drama