We've been the sinners, the winners
We do what we gotta do
Don't help us, don't judge us
Don't tell us what we can do for you
Get our money, our names
Outta your head
And all the times, you left us
We didn't have a clue
You're scared, you're scared
Scared we'll be better than you
Scared we'll be better than you
We're a matte, black
Big block devil car
Evil, spittin'
Straight from our cherry bombs
Straight from our cherry bombs
And I don't care, I don't care
If we ever make it far
I, just wanna
I just wanna play guitar
I just wanna play guitar
Maybe I'm a wannabe
Maybe I'm a wannabe
Maybe I'm a wannabe
Maybe I don't wanna be
