You tried to bring me to my worst,
To smoke me out with pot and sage.
But tell me darling, since that didn't work -
Aren't I fabulous onstage?

That time last year, when you pushed me down -
Was the last time you'd see me fall.
Though last year, you got to watch me drown,
This year, you won't get to me at all.

To think I used to call you my friend,
Even when you would call me names;
It's no surprise your act is at its end;
I'm done playing your childish games.