Takes One to Know One

I threw your things in a Rubbermaid
Just to get a reaction
But you threw up on that double date
Then you cried through a tantrum
Antisocial, maladjusted
Noncommittal, can't be trusted
That's so us and everything you do that's shitty
Count on me 'cause I'll one-up it
God, you're a piece of work
Oh, takes one to know one
Lost boys in J.Crew shirts
Bros dressed like we're grown-ups
You scratched my car and I laughed at your art
Like a total jerk
Oh, takes one to know one

Oh, takes one to know one

You made your therapist cry
And I thought that that was hilarious
I think our parents were sky-high or something
When they were raising us
Antisocial, maladjusted
Noncommittal, can't be trusted
That's so us and everything you do that's shitty
Count on me 'cause I'll one-up it
(Count on me 'cause I'll one-up it)
(Count on me 'cause I'll one-up it)
God, you're a piece of work
Oh, takes one to know one
Lost boys in J.Crew shirts
Bros dressed like we're grown-ups
You scratched my car and I laughed at your art
Like a total jerk
Oh, takes one to know one
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, oh yeah, yeah
Oh, takes one to know one
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, oh yeah, yeah
Oh, takes one to know one
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, oh yeah, yeah
Oh, takes one to know one
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, oh yeah, yeah
Oh, takes one to know one