Green Day. Nimrod. Take Back. Zeneszám

You pushed me once too far again
I'd like to break your fuckin' teeth and
Stick a knife in the center of your back

You better grow some eyes in the back of your head
I fight dirty, just like your looks
Can't take, can't take, can't take anymore

Take back
Take back
Take

The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue
An eye for an eye, an eye for my boy
Gun for a gun
I'm takin' back what's mine

Expect it when you're least expectin' it
No loss of love, the smell of regret
Lights out I can't take it anymore

Take back
Take back
Take back
Take back