[Verse 1]
If this tour doesn`t kill you, then I will
I hate your guts, and it makes me ill
Seein` your face every morning
One more month and twenty-two days
If this tour doesn`t kill you, I may
Countin` down the miles `til we leave the state
I`m counting down the minutes `til I can erase
Every memory of you

[Verse 2]
For a second, let`s be honest
Nothin` will clean your filthy conscience
Everything you do makes me wanna vomit
And if this tour doesn`t kill you, buddy, I`m on it

[Interlude]

[Bridge]
Why can`t we just get along?
Why can`t we just get along?
Why can`t we just get along?
Why can`t we just get along?

[Outro]
You think you`re so original
(Why can`t we just get along?)
I can`t wait for your funeral
(Why can`t we just get along?)
I don`t wish you were dead, I wish you`d never been born at all
(Why can`t everybody just chill?)
I`m tryin` not to let you get in my head, but every line, every goddamn syllable
That you say makes me wanna gouge out my eyes with a power drill
If this tour doesn`t kill you
If this tour doesn`t kill you
If this tour doesn`t kill you, then I will