Texty: Bomb The Music Industry!. Goodbye Cool World!. Even Winning Feels Bad.

There's a song tonight that I don't wanna sing.
It seems like I'm complaining about something I've lost interest in.
So I sing "ba da badbabababa, here we go again."

There's a crowd tonight that I'm not gonna please.
Feels I'm desperately reaching for something that was there for, like, a day.
It went away and now I have nothing left to say.
So I'm not gonna stay going "hey! hey! hey! hey!"
Baby, I won't impress you no matter what.

There's a man tonight that I don't wanna meet.
Everyone's competing to be famous.
I don't even wanna be on a list of D-Rate celebrities.
I think I'd rather leave.
I've got my bag over my sleeve and my ticket out of town expires tonight.

Hey, would you like me if I stayed forever young?
Well, it sucks, but no one does.
Get used to staying out of touch with everyone you'll ever meet.
Continue feeling awkward in all social surroundings.

I'm not feeling very young these daaaaaaaaaaaaaays