You're not one for small talk
But I never listen anyway
You're too busy with how you look
And I'm busy out in space
And you're not one for punk rock
That's a godamn shame
But just I can't this post punk pop rock
That my radio decides to play
It's getting harder and harder to breath
Please don't look down on me
I'm trying to find all the right kinda of words to rhyme but sometimes they just don't
I'm gonna drive around this town with a half tank a gas and a fake doctors note
I know sometimes I feel just fine but sometimes I feel that kinda rope
Gonna kick off my boogie shoes and do that special kind of disco
And you're not one for punk rock
That's a godamn shame
But I can't stand this post punk pop rock that my radio decides to play
It's getting harder and harder to breath
Please don't look down on me
I'm trying to find all the right kinda of words to rhyme but sometimes they just don't
I'm gonna drive around this town with a half tank a gas and a fake doctors note
I know sometimes I feel just fine but sometimes I feel that kinda rope
Gonna kick off my boogie shoes and do that special kind of disco
I'm trying to find all the right kinda of words to rhyme but sometimes they just don't
I'm gonna drive around this town with a half tank a gas and a fake doctors note
I know sometimes I feel just fine but sometimes I feel that kinda rope
Gonna kick off my boogie shoes and do that special kind of disco
I'm trying to find all the right kinda of words to rhyme but sometimes they just don't
I'm gonna drive around this town with a half tank a gas and a fake doctors note
I know sometimes I feel just fine but sometimes I feel that kinda rope
Gonna kick off my boogie shoes and do that special kind of disco
I'm trying to find all the right kinda of words to rhyme but sometimes they just don't
I'm gonna drive around this town with a half tank a gas and a fake doctors note
I know sometimes I feel just fine but sometimes I feel that kinda rope
Gonna kick off my boogie shoes and do that special kind of disco