Up Yours Lyrics - Win Hands Down - Armored Saint

A kiss new year's eve is a gesture of hope 

A kiss goodbye gives a lump in the throat 

One inspires the other puts out fires 

A love for kissing feet makes him a weirod 

You kissing my ass makes you a big joke 

Not so funny nothing to laugh about 

No more what ifs, no more what ifs 

Wait man, hey man, hold on 

No more what ifs, no more what ifs 

What if I'm obligated to keep you 

I'll grit my teeth and sweep you 

Under the rug 

A stroll in the park can be a moment of zen 

But you lurking in the dark 

Begging to be my friend 

Can really rub, rubs me the wrong way 

Following my tracks is what you do 

Although I never remember ever giving a clue 

Or a hint or a blatant come with me 

No more what ifs, no more what ifs 

No more, no more, no more 

No more what ifs, no more what ifs 

No more entry to your ravaged mind 

I'll break the mold one of a kind 

But you say I'm 

Sincerely, up yours 

Positively, up yours 

Gotta fake it to the right and take a detour 

Yeah you say I'm deep and truly, up yours 

Exclusively, up yours 

Finding you hard so hard to ignore 

That's for sure 

Sure as shit that's it 

Firmly planted up yours 

Seems to be 

It's a chain link in your minds 

Some parallel to our lives 

I'm being followed by a sky scanner 

With old Nasa parts from some 

Black market dealer 

In your grade school science project 

You're trying to revive 

Seems to be a delusion of grandeur 

A twisted fucked up matter 

A distorted sense of wrong and right 

And that ain't right 

Got your app with the police scanner 

Mapped out daily planner 

And the Krav Maga trainer in case of a fight 

It's time to turn the tables on you 

And get the hell out of dodge 

Not a moment too soon 

Gotta flee gotta drain the tank empty 

This ugly bond is debatable 

Obviously dysfunctional 

Although I do admire your stalking abilities 

No more what ifs, no more what ifs 

No more, no more, no more 

No more what ifs, no more what ifs 

No more entry to your revaged mind 

I'll break the mold one of a kind 

But you say I'm 

Up yours 

Forcing me to say 

You can shove it right, up yours 

You can stick it right, up yours 

Where the sun ain't shining, up yours 

With your social climbing, up yours 

You can sit and spin with it, up yours 

Sit down and rotate, up yours 

Release the floodgates, up yours 

Screw yourself and shove it right up yours 

Directly up yours