Hey (hey), oh, Mister backstabbing son of a bitch
You're living in a world that will soon be dying
And I know, everybody knows you try to be like me
But even at your best, as a man you couldn't equal half of me

I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
And now that it's here, I see it all so clearly
I've come face to face with the enemy, oh, the enemy

You (you), you're another shit talking punk to me
You're living inspiration for what I never wanna be
And I see (I see), you've been blinded by what you believe
And now back up and sit down, shut up and act like you need to be

I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
And now that it's here, I see it all so clearly
I've come face to face with the enemy, oh, the enemy
Come to me, come to me, oh, the enemy, come to me, come to me

So predicting, you're the reason why I lie
Simple decision, took me too much time to fly
Oh, checkmate (checkmate)

I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
And now that it's here, I see it all so clearly
I've come face to face with the enemy, oh, the enemy
Come to me

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): James Shannon Larkin, Rob Merrill, Salvatore P. Erna, Tony Rombola