I'm coming out of my retirement as lover extreme
Attempting cute at twenty two; now do you think it's in me?
I hope so
Study charisma 'til I'm skeletal, embracing the scene
Shaking all my bones in an attempt to be sweet
So when the quiet kids talk, show some sympathy
Just strike up a pose, and repeat after me:
"I get it"
The hipster punks against the power chords; against the machine
That produced sitcoms that, in turn, produced me
I wanna meet the world. I wanna do some good
And I will
The way you look at me is hinting that we'll be more than friends
As if some L-O-V-Eternity of social intentions gets
Turned into a film about a couple of kids
Where the feelings had are shown through a mixtape at the end
I'm just a weeby twip in twenties with a panda tattoo
And the boys and me are always dreaming all about you
I used to be defeatist for forever, but this time, I'll defeat it
Do you get it?