And you were right when you thought all my songs were about you
You're so pretentious, stop thinking everyone's looking at you
And I don't appreciate your lack of attention
Especially when I'm looking for satisfaction
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
I'm just another teenage wannabe
Hopelessly romantic, tragic, frantic casualty
And if you don't mind, I'd like to go home now
He only says this 'cause he thinks he's found out
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
If you look at me, I don't really care
If you look at me, I don't really care
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
Just keep on over-analysing it
Might just make sense in the end
If you look at me, I don't really care
If you look at me, I don't really care
Man, f*ck you