Lyrics You Sir - The Bianca Story

You Sir

Is a user what we long to be?
So addicted to quality
In every move we make —
A needle filled
With stuff we take
If you tell me what you want to try — a professional alibi
For our junkie industry —
Buy two;
get three —
Who’s our best enemy?
Oh, you’ve got that striking smile only winners have
Oh, I am not buying what you’d like to sell
'Cause You, Sir, are a user, are a user in my eyes
You, Sir, are a user, are a user, you ain’t nice
Even if you think that I am wrong
I just caught you singing along
As if my words don’t matter
You’ll dance to any beat (Any beat);
The bassist loves how you move your feet.
(Oh)
If you’re mad I figured you out
Who’s the one you’ll be knocking out?
You’ll push her down, push her down, push her down:
You’ll feel good when you see her on the ground
Oh, still got that striking smile only winners have
Oh, I am not buying what you’d like to sell
'Cause You, Sir, are a user, are a user in my eyes
You, Sir, are a user, are a user, you ain’t nice
You Sir, are a user, are a user in my eyes
You, Sir, are a user, if you use her more than twice
You Sir, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user,
are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user,
are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user,
are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user,
are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user, are a user,
are a user in my eyes
(I'm a user, I’m a)