The Plot to Bomb the Panhandle (live performance)

I'VE LEARNED TO LET GO!
COME ON!
Here's a middle finger comin' straight from oca-la
I appreciate your judgment it's proved that I can't trust a word you say
Those must be some pair of binoculars that you see every move I make, so I'll never be a liar, but you'll always be two-faced
You'll get what's comin' to you
You're blinded by your instincts
I'm not your fucking game
I'm not so easily beat
I'm looking down at this mess that you've made, and I can't believe that I stayed so unhappy for so long
Where did I go wrong?
I've got to get out of this, my hand is on the handle, and we're leaving everything behind
Goodbye for a lifetime
I'LL RIP THAT SCANDALOUS BITCH IN TWO!
WE'LL BRING THE NOISE
Try to pretend that I never even knew your name, cause everything you are disgusts me
Too bad I can't turn back time, so I wouldn't be here
Oh what I'd give for you to disappear
So tell me girly, how's your edge?
You've got nothing better to do
I know why you can't see straight
I thought you were better than this
but you're just like everyone else
I'm looking down at this mess that you've made, and I can't believe that I stayed so unhappy for so long
Where did I go wrong?
I've got to get out of this, my hand is on the handle, and we're leaving everything behind
Goodbye for a lifetime
I'll make my stand right here with my friendsGET LOW
Now I know who my friends are
I'm never coming home