Lyrics

After 2 inches she's a virgin again!
You need more than vienna sausage
to measure up to me.

Your just the settled on
Second hand best.
All of us in the same vicinity
You will be eating my nut from her pussy,
Again!

Your measure up wouldn't even pass the test.
You'll be nothing but dead memories
after I bury my knife in your chest!

After 2 inches she's a virgin again
Carbon copy, clearance-rack king,
You need more than 2 inches to measure up to me.

Your just the settled on Second hand best.
She settled for you
Don’t dress it as fate.

You’re all borrowed confidence and bargain-bin charm,
A limp little answer with no real alarm.
She didn’t choose better, she chose what was near.
A warm body waiting whenever she’s bored or unclear.

You’re the “good enough” she picked when she ran out of taste.
You need more than two inches to measure up to me
You’re a footnote acting like history.
No matter how hard you try you will never outshine my memory

After 2 inches she's a virgin again
Carbon copy, clearance-rack king,
You need more than 2 inches to measure up to me.
Your just the settled on Second hand best.
She settled for you
Don’t dress it as fate.

You’re the “good enough” she picked when she ran out of taste.
You need more than two inches to measure up to me
You’re a footnote acting like history.
No matter how hard you try you will never outshine my memory

Carbon copy, clearance-rack king,
You need more than 2 inches to measure up to me.
Your just the settled on Second hand best.
Come and see me and I will put you down like the rest

Carbon copy, clearance-rack king,
She chose what was easy not a damn thing.
You need more than two inches to measure up to me.
You’re the footnote.
I’m the story she can’t repeat