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 starin' at me

And if I say the wrong thing

They'll cut my tongue 'til it bleeds

Always whippin' out their pitchforks

When you try to speak

But that couldn't be me

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 'til 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 numb 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