[Intro: Shane Told]

Look at ya!

Look at ya!

Look at ya!

Look at ya!

[Chorus: Shane Told]

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been putting up with my shit, just way too long

I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most

So, I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them, that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away, as fast as you can

[Verse 1: Shane Told]

She found pictures in my email

I sent this bitch a picture of my dick

I don't know what it is, with females

But, I'm not too good at that shit

See, I could have me a good girl

And still be addicted to them hood rats

And, I just blame everything on you

At least you know that's what I'm good at

[Chorus: Shane Told]

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been putting up with my shit, just way too long

I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most

So, I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away, as fast as you can

[Bridge: Shane Told]

Run away from me, baby, run away

Run away from me, baby, run away

Doesn't have to get crazy

Why can't she just run away?

Baby, I got a plan

Run away, as fast as you can

[Verse 2: Cam Hunter of Down With Webster]

Okay, '24/7, 365, groupies stay on their grind

I-I-I-I get it, alright I’ll help you get it

But now that you’re here, either leave or get with it

I’m not a chauvinist, this is just reality

You can’t afford guilt on a rock band salary

Mickey, full of vodka, you’re looking like Mallory

Fuck counting money, you should stick to counting calories

Let me tell you this thing here is wearin' thin

Unless, you’ve got a couple friends that want sharing in

Yesterday, you were outside staring in

And now you’re here, and next week you’ll be here for them

Every tour bus visit, every laminate

Comes with expectations, from that band you’re with

This is everyday business, so manage it

Or runaway, now, if your ass can’t handle it

[Verse 3: Shane Told]

Never was much of a romantic

I could never take the intimacy

And I know it did damage

Plus, the look in your eyes is killing me

I guess you knew of an advantage

Because, you could blame me for everything

And I don't know how I'ma manage

If one day, you just up and leave

[Chorus: Shane Told]

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been putting up with my shit, just way too long

I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most

So, I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them, that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away, as fast as you can