You never lived in the streets though you wish you had
Not enough talent to play a guitar
You failed as an artist cause you lacked the confidence
Now you're a critic and you're at the top
The top of what?
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't, don't, don't
Believe what you write
You can't get used to the fact that you ain't a kid
You like to think that you speak for them all
You'd cut off your nose if you think it would make you hip
It drives you crazy you can't be a star
Oh ain't that tough!
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't, don't, don't believe what you write!
You take the credit while others do all the work
You like to think you discovered them first
But we all know you moved in after it was safe
That way you know you could never get hurt
You like to play God!
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't, don't, don't believe what you write!
You're just a critic we know why you drink so much
Jealousy's slowly consuming your gut
The streets that you never knew are just where they've always been
Your head is firmly lodged way up your butt
Where it belongs!
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
We don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
No one believes what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't believe what you write
(You're an imposter)
You don't, don't, don't believe what you write!