I'm sorry if I seem uninterested or I'm not listening or I'm in
different.
Truly, I ain't got no business here, but since my
friends are here i just came to kick it but really i would rather be at home or by myself not in this room with people who don't even care about my well-being i don't dance
Don't ask, I don't need a boyfriend So you can go back
Please enjoy your party, I'll be here Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana With this boy who's hard and I can hardly hear
Over this music I don't listen to And I don't wanna get with you So tell my friends that I'll be over here
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
Thank you.
Thank you for watching!
Bye.
Bye.
I love you.
Bye.
Bye.
And I can't wait till we can break up.
Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this.
An antisocial pessimist.
But usually I don't mess with this.
And I know you mean well.
Only the best and your intentions aren't to bother me But honestly, I'd rather be somewhere with my people We can kick it and just listen to some music with a message
And we'll discuss our big dreams, or we plan to take over the planet So pardon my manners, I hope you'll understand that I'll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl who's always gossiping about her friends So tell them I'll be here
Right next to the boy who's throwing up Cause he can't take what's in his cup no more Oh God, why am I here?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh I ask myself, what am I doing here?
Oh yeah, oh yeah And I can't wait till we can break apart it
Bye.
Bye.
Bye.
And I can't wait till we can break the body here.
Yeah.
Bye.
Bye.
Bye.
Yeah.
Bye.
Bye.
Thank you.
