A bloke called Dave

If you could match up to your ego, you would be my kind of man

You’re reasoning about yourself I'll never understand

Your irritating self-esteem, your patronizing smirks

Believing you're incredible is not enough to work

There's a never-ending surplus of your aggravating pride

There are places you can't go because your head won't fit inside

You have knowledge and experience that's too good to be true

In your eyes there's no one who could quite match up to you

There's nothing you can't talk about and nothing you can't do

If you're not the best you know who is 'cause they're all your mates too

You've lived a life of wealth and ease and never had to worry

Just wait until the real world hits, you'll grow up in a hurry

Everyone who knows me knows who this was about.
Wanker.