Cause I know the way you look at me and I know what you think.
You want all of my attention but I don't owe you a fucking thing.
Cause your just a face that I will soon forget.
Give me all your records and I'll look past all this shit.
You think you got me right where you want me
but you got another thing coming.
Guess this is how you want it but fuck it.
You got this shit coming.
What gives you the nerve?
Yo call me a jerk.
You indie rock mod fucking synthesizer nerd.