Everybody hates you when you're popular

Everybody hates you when you're popular
And everybody wants to drag you down
So don't climb up to high, don't believe that you can fly
Just stay down here, it's closer to the ground

Lay down here your bag when you're a nothing
And in their mad side ever be
Don't bust it off your boots and your five hundred dollar suits
Those things you can afford you get for free

And it makes your tune
That you dismiss too soon
Yeah as you push yourself ahead
You can love find behind

They aren't need you when you are available
And let you go when you are there
So don't wish your time servin' other people's wine
You gotta feel these creeps all by yourself

Yeah and everybody loves you when you hate yourself (when you hate yourself)
You have to be a dick, a half insane
To satisfy your cravings and live of off your savings
Your misery is why the hell they pay

And it makes your tune
That you dismiss too soon
Yeah as you push yourself ahead
You can love find behind (woo, jaha, woo)

Hey, I like this guitar player, wish I could be his friend

It makes your tune
You can dismiss too soon
Yeah as you push yourself ahead
You can love find behind

So I won't come around today
No I won't come around today
No I won't come around today
No I won't come around today
No I won't come around