Introverted boy
You are not interesting, boy
You think you're intellectual
But no one's talking to you now.
I might be an introvert
To you, a shallow fashionista
Deep as any paper plate.
Dressed just like the girl beside you
How could I forget
A waste of cloth.
Of course, I do remember.
On the back deck drunk and awkward
I think we accidently met.
I know you've got some place to get to
And I really got to get somewhere.
Remember when I said
That Vincent had some tickets for me there.
How could I forget
A waste of breath.
Of course, I do remember.
All the things you said were pointless
Now you go on dropping names.
Writer(s): Todd Beachle, Joel Petersen, Clark Baechle, Jacob Thiele, Michael Dappen
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