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 $#&@ing thing.
Cause your just a face that I will soon forget.

Give me all your records and I'll look past all this %#@!.
You think you got me right where you want me
but you got another thing coming.

Guess this is how you want it but $#&@ it.
You got this %#@! coming.
What gives you the nerve?

Yo call me a jerk.
You indie rock mod $#&@ing synthesizer nerd.