This song goes out to all the fakers
You all know who you are
It started with a girl
Kept turning her nose up at my band
She's into Yellow Card, Blink and
Simple Plan

It's so pathetic

She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she
Tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so emo
Next week she'll be a goth
It all amounts to nothing

One night I crashed at her appartment
Her Sonic Youth cd's were nowhere
to be seen
Instead, all I found was a letter
Her correspondence with some pop
star magazine

She's into Jane's addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she
Tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so emo
Next week she'll be a goth
It all amounts to nothing

Sometimes I wonder what goes on
Inside her mind
When she said she thought
Dave Grohl had died and Kurt Cobain was still alive
Just go to concerts that you love
'cos there's no shame in liking
Backstreet Boys

She's into Jane's addiction
But she doesn't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she
Tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so emo
Next week she'll be a goth
It all amounts to nothing
She gets
Murdered in the mosh

This song goes out to
All the fakers
Out to the critics and the haters
This song goes out to
All the fakers
You all know who you are
Give it up
Your friends will found out
now or later
Time for change
Just be yourself, don't be a faker