Kiss and kill your boyfriend And rich ones too Rich kids of the world unite Rich kids of the Dime on the bleachers Head says not that far away But the only way was down And I keep on falling Flip it again, but the answer Hasn't spared its change Doesn't matter how much time You'll never forget that Forgetting required Served on a platter of fakes It's inevitable We're proud to be pricks But we're proud to be assholes We're proud to be assholes We're proud to be assholes We're proud to be assholes Picking up the pieces one by one Picking up the pieces one by one Picking up the pieces one by one Picking up the pieces Picking up the pieces one by Don't let it, don't let it ride Don't let it ride Don't let it, don't let it ride Answer, someone, anyone Won't you pick up the pieces You left behind? Answer, someone, anyone Won't you pick up the pieces You left behind? Kiss and kill your boyfriend