You are who you fuck, or so I am told In this miserable city, where status is gold I've seen shit-eating people who claw their way up Looking for the acceptance that they never got It's all about winning the meat market games Among all the rejects, dropouts and fakes Did everyone give you the attention you seek Who's arm are you draped on this fucking week Trophy boys and trohpy girls Go fuck yourself, I hate your world Fair-weather friends are keeping score Name dropper, name fucker You're a fucking whore