Lyrics: Green Day. Reject.

Who the hell are you to tell me what I am and what's my master plan. What makes you think that it includes you? Self-Righteous wealth. Stop flattering yourself, cause when the smoke clears here I am Your reject all-american. Sucking up your social sect, making you a nervous wreck. To hell and back and hell again I've gone. You're not my type. Not my type What's the difference between you and me? I do what what I want, and you do what you're told. So listen up and shut the hell up. It ain't no big deal. cause when the smoke clears here I am your reject all-american. Falling from grace right on my face. To hell and back and hell again I've gone.