[Verse 1: wifiskeleton]
I'm not tryna ruin your fun
You're just a little bit late, I guess you're already done
There's this feeling I can't shake 'cause I'm too dumb
I'm never doing the right thing so I'm so stuck
If you see me in America I might say, "hi"
But if you meet me out in Europe I'm a talkative guy
Maybe we'll talk over scones around lunch some time
And I've never been to France so it might be nice
But I can't take this paparazzi, geez
It's like the camera's always out and always staring at me
And if I say the wrong thing they'll cut my tongue 'till it bleeds
Always whipping out their pitch forks when you try to speak
But that couldn't be me
[Verse 2: i wanna be a jack-o-lantern]
Next day I'm walkin' the road
Kickin' rocks it's my fault
My life's the worst story told
I'll be this way 'till I'm old
I rip a page out the book
I'm just so misunderstood
I always think about her
And when my life felt good I smoked a cig on the porch
It doesn't help me at all, I wonder what's it all for?
Is this the girl I adored and I know I can't afford
Watchin' her walk out the door so I keep it to myself, and keep my feet on the floor
I'm not tryna ruin your fun
You're just a little bit late, I guess you're already done
There's this feeling I can't shake 'cause I'm too dumb
I'm never doing the right thing so I'm so stuck
If you see me in America I might say, "hi"
But if you meet me out in Europe I'm a talkative guy
Maybe we'll talk over scones around lunch some time
And I've never been to France so it might be nice
But I can't take this paparazzi, geez
It's like the camera's always out and always staring at me
And if I say the wrong thing they'll cut my tongue 'till it bleeds
Always whipping out their pitch forks when you try to speak
But that couldn't be me
[Verse 2: i wanna be a jack-o-lantern]
Next day I'm walkin' the road
Kickin' rocks it's my fault
My life's the worst story told
I'll be this way 'till I'm old
I rip a page out the book
I'm just so misunderstood
I always think about her
And when my life felt good I smoked a cig on the porch
It doesn't help me at all, I wonder what's it all for?
Is this the girl I adored and I know I can't afford
Watchin' her walk out the door so I keep it to myself, and keep my feet on the floor
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