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, the 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 accidentally met I know you've got someplace 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