Soap Opera
So, uh, I like this guy,
but he "loves" this girl,
and she likes some other dude,
And Of course he likes somebody else,
who just so happens to have a Boyfriend.
Sad but true.
Ya know, I really like you,
my other friends do too,
you've got 3 girls stalking you.
Oh what’s a guy to do?
Yeah my mom got me a car
But I don’t have a license
and I cant drive a stick
And even If I could,
it’s not like I’ve got anywhere to go
I’m calling to give you the newest info
on the insanity that is my life
You claim that you don’t really care
But I know you’ve got a heart Somewhere,
or . . . I think . . . Or . . . Ya know . . . not
So now my social life consists of
A bunch of raving lunatics
Coming to my house all night
To watch some TV shows
Pathetic? Oh Yes, we know.
Hello there dear sweet friend of mine
You know, you’re the sane one here
So why do forgo the norm?
And choose instead a padded wall?
Maybe you’re crazy after all.
You claim to be a soul undead
Or at least half anyway
You have a tendency to be disturbed
At lights and well um everything
No, I don’t want you to bite me.
Oh the questions haunt me so like:
when did my life get so weird?
And Since when did I have friends?
what is the purpose of this moronic song?
It just keeps going on and on!
Does A D H D mean anything to you
As you leap across the room
And growl at my best friend
Then jump back in your seat again
Ever heard of Ritalin?
You named your car after a song
Written by your favorite band
You know everything to know
About this band so dear to you
And then some, that’s kinda creepy
Yeah that just about sums it up.
my life is nuts do you disagree?
No? good. Because if you did I’d have to
Slap you across the face and laugh
Hysterically As you writhe in pain
What’s that? Yes I am quite insane.
but he "loves" this girl,
and she likes some other dude,
And Of course he likes somebody else,
who just so happens to have a Boyfriend.
Sad but true.
Ya know, I really like you,
my other friends do too,
you've got 3 girls stalking you.
Oh what’s a guy to do?
Yeah my mom got me a car
But I don’t have a license
and I cant drive a stick
And even If I could,
it’s not like I’ve got anywhere to go
I’m calling to give you the newest info
on the insanity that is my life
You claim that you don’t really care
But I know you’ve got a heart Somewhere,
or . . . I think . . . Or . . . Ya know . . . not
So now my social life consists of
A bunch of raving lunatics
Coming to my house all night
To watch some TV shows
Pathetic? Oh Yes, we know.
Hello there dear sweet friend of mine
You know, you’re the sane one here
So why do forgo the norm?
And choose instead a padded wall?
Maybe you’re crazy after all.
You claim to be a soul undead
Or at least half anyway
You have a tendency to be disturbed
At lights and well um everything
No, I don’t want you to bite me.
Oh the questions haunt me so like:
when did my life get so weird?
And Since when did I have friends?
what is the purpose of this moronic song?
It just keeps going on and on!
Does A D H D mean anything to you
As you leap across the room
And growl at my best friend
Then jump back in your seat again
Ever heard of Ritalin?
You named your car after a song
Written by your favorite band
You know everything to know
About this band so dear to you
And then some, that’s kinda creepy
Yeah that just about sums it up.
my life is nuts do you disagree?
No? good. Because if you did I’d have to
Slap you across the face and laugh
Hysterically As you writhe in pain
What’s that? Yes I am quite insane.

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