Grudge

Think you're such a blessing? You're a curse
About as fun as drivin' a hearse
With balloons tied to every door
Claiming it's just a metaphor
Talking big like you think you're Goliath
Every word is rocket science
Think you're smarter, you're so adored
Everybody likes you more

Your ego's the size of a small continent
With a side of delusion, misplaced confidence

Can't grit my teeth, can’t hold my tongue
Pretend that you’re the chosen one
Can’t say that I don’t hate your guts
But I can always hold a

Grudge
Grudge, 'udge
Grudge
Grudge, 'udge

The emperor is naked, can't you see?
It's all the rage, I can't believe
Hope you fall off your high horse
And it sues you for a hostile work environment
You're a tyrant
It'd be best if you'd accept early retirement
It's violent, your entitlement
Like, who made you the king and can we fire them?

Your ego's the size of a small continent
How are you still so incompetent?

Can't grit my teeth, can’t hold my tongue
Pretend that you’re the chosen one
Can’t say that I don’t hate your guts
But I can always hold a grudge
Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
I can always hold a

Grudge
Grudge, 'udge
Grudge
Grudge, 'udge

(Grit my teeth, can't hold my tongue)
Grudge, 'udge--
(Say that I don't hate your guts, but--)
Grudge, udge--