Well it seems like yesterday
My debut CD took off
But before long, the critics slammed me
For making crappy soft-grunge rock

We're played nonstop on rock stations
It became more than one could stand
People got sick of my music
They said our songs are lame and bland

Well I don't care how much we're hated
So blow me and then
Go blow me again

If you don't like me, get bent
I don't care if you hate me
If you hate Matchbox Twenty
So keep dissing me then
'Cause I have said what I meant
If you don't like me, get bent

If you don't like me, then bite me
I invite you to get lost
I'm the one with all the money
I'm a rock star and you're not

We're overplayed and overrated
But we keep getting hits
So we don't give a shit

If you don't like me, get bent
I don't care if you hate me
'Cause I've got my Grammies
So keep dissing me then
'Cause I have said what I meant
If you don't like me, get bent

Start dissing me
I'll sit back and laugh
I'm the one selling CD's
Start dissing me
Keep dissing me
I don't care 'cause I'm still raking it in

*instrumental*

(spoken) Dude, I hate this band! Change the station!

Our songs are Grammy-nominated
So blow me and then
Go blow me again

If you don't like it, get bent
I don't care if you hate me
If you can't stand Matchbox Twenty
Keep dissing me then
'Cause I have said what I meant
If you don't like me, dickweed
Then I know what you need
Hell, I'll say it again

If you don't like it, get bent
I don't care if you hate me
Just look at my Grammies
Yeah, keep dissing me then
'Cause I have said what I meant
If you don't like me

...get bent.