(1, 2, 3, 4)
(I don't get it)
(How'd this start?)
(I don't get it; I don't like it)
(She's pathetic; he's an artist)
(I was at that party too)
(He doesn't know her, plus she's so rude)
(And a prude)
Who the f*ck are you?
Who the f*ck is this big-brained condescending space suit?
Why was I the only one with something to prove?
Why'd I lose all my friends while yours forgave you?
I've watched you try harder and harder
Run farther
From things that remind you
Pretending I'm deep underwater
While I'm floating face-up in a tidepool
You make it seem like it's your city
And just a place I went to high school
Can't it be mine too?
Then I wouldn't mind that you put us behind you