What Makes You Garbage

You're Garbage Don't know why, You're turning stupid when you walk through the bush, Don't need item, to cover up, Being the way that you are is not enough Everyone else in the Lobby can see it, Everyone else but you You light up my Flame like nobody else, The way that you feed your ass off gets me overwhelmed, But when you shit at the ground it ain't hard to tell, You don't know, oh oh, You don't know you're Garbage, If only you saw what I can see, You'll understand why I hate you so desperately, Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe, You don't know, oh oh, You don't know you're bad, oh oh, That's what makes you Garbage