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

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 'til it bleeds

Always whipping out their pitchforks when you try to speak

Next day I'm walking the road

Kicking 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'm wondering what's it all for

Is this the girl I adore

And I know I can't afford

Watching her walk out door so

so I keep it to myself

And keep my feet on the floor