Bo Burnham - Nerds (Studio) lyrics

I'm a f*ggot, I'm a retard I got a girl's bag and a V-card I got three friends and a whack-a** ride You can judge by the cover Cause it's sh**ty on the inside No girls wanna f** me, trust me I don't give a f**, don't adjust me Just, please, shut your face-hole For just one second "f** you, f*ggot. You're so f**in' dumb." Dumb? I'm the dumb one? Calm down, Bo. Just count to ten, um One, two, three, who*e - I mean four, sh** Three, Four, Five, b**h - I mean six, sh** I quit, I got no patience, you won, I face it Your life peaks at graduation Well, congratu-f**ing-lations (Nerds) The f*ggots, the spastic fat chicks who Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with, the (Nerds) Kid with acne and tons of Proactiv Packed inside his backpack, I got your back, kid And, do you know why, kid, I can rap so mean? Cause I was reading while you were f**in' the prom queen Huddled up reading, no lacrosse team "Huddle up! Huddle up!" What? You lost me Sorry, bro, did I interrupt the Circle of jerks all circle jerking? I need savin'? No, f** no Quoth the raven - no, f** Poe Ah, sh** I'm b**hin' - listen, it's They don't know what they're missing For instance, I like poetry, I like instruments Maybe we have similar interests But, it's no fall balls, no balls fall Just sit and scrawl at the stall walls At 3 PM I pause, that sh** sounds like applause (Nerds) The f*ggots, the spastic fat chicks who Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with, the (Nerds) Kid with acne and tons of Proactiv Packed inside his backpack, I got your back, kid. [x2] She stood in line and got cut. Tried out, got cut Loved art, but the budget got cut Then she got numb, and she only felt when she knelt and cut. (Nerds, nerds nerds, nerds) (Nerds) The f*ggots, the spastic fat chicks who Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with, the (Nerds) Kid with acne and tons of Proactiv Packed inside his backpack, I got your back, kid I know it's bad, kid, I got your back, kid