Got Jesus in the back. Dead of a heart attack. Got Satan on his knees. I'm doing as I please. All my life - the spoiler. All your strife - the spoiler. All my fun - the spoiler. You're the one - the spoiler. Your dreams they all are dead. I shot 'em in the head. So don't run out on me son. Because the party's just begun. Tell me all your problems and the way you're gonna solve them and I'll do my best to prove you wrong. And then you'll start to cry. And I will be the reason why. You had me pegged right all along. I'll ruin it for ya - I, spoiler