Sitting in my room

Playing Cel Damage

Why do I like you?

I must have brain damage

When I’m looking at pictures of him grabbing your ass

I start to shake and talk really fast

Did you delete your account from all my stalking?

Can you see my views as you stare at me walking?

Your boyfriend videotapes my dumb band

All your friends are obsessed with Dunkin Donuts

And Tyler, the Creator

I don't know what to do

I really hate this

But I can’t stop now

I heard you got a bad rep from my boy

I hate the guys you hang out with

With their stupid PacSun outfits

And I’m still sitting in my room

Playing Cel Damage

I’ll never get the nerve to strike up a conversation

So I’ll just stare whenever you walk past

Hoping for the day I don’t come in last