I'm gonna fight 'em off
A grocery store army couldn't hold me back
They already ripped me off
Took hard-earned cash right outta my bag
And I'm talkin' to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a loaf of bread

And the message comin' from my eyes says I want a refund...

Don't wanna hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the queen of stupid to that guy that smells

And if I catch you comin' back my way
I'm gonna sue you
And that ain't what you want to hear
But that's what I'll do

And the feeling coming from my bones says I'm gonna need my phone...

I'm going to wait in line
Far from the register, I can't wait no more
I'm gonna yell at you
'Til you refund me at the store

And I'm screaming, and I'm screaming, and I'm screaming
Right before the door
All the guards are gonna capture me
And I will yell no more

And when I'm being picked up by the police I'm thinking "Oh geez!"...