You Sir - The Bianca Story

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)