Dude, suckin' at something is the first step to being sorta good at something.

Well here we are again,
It’s always such a pleasure,
Remember when you tried to kill me twice?

I'm not even angry.
I'm being so sincere right now.
Even though you broke my heart and killed me.
And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.

But there's no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying 'till you run out of cake

Goodbye, my only friend,
Oh, did you think I meant you?
That would be funny if it weren’t so sad

Go make some new disaster,

That’s what I’m counting on,

You’re someone else’s problem,
Now I only want you gone.