You're just some guy
Trying to explain to me
You were early to the scene
I don't know what it's like
It wasn't a phase for you
You did it before it was cool
How you gonna be a teenage dirtbag?
Dirty with a dime bag
Crying that you hate your dad
Asking for his money back
Oh, my fucking God! Shut the fuck up!
You're so sad boy, you're so alt
You're so hardcore, you're so raw
On your skateboard doing tricks
Bro, you're like so fucking sick
Your tattoos like oh my God
To write love all on her arms
You're so stunted, how'd I miss?
You're stuck in 2006
Peter Pan with a lip ring
Moshing's hard on your knees
Give anything to be 17
I'm not your type
I'm not even 22
Mentally too old for you
I'd roll my eyes
But I'm sorta terrified
Maybe they'd get stuck for life
How you gonna be a teenage dirtbag?
Dirty with a dime bag
Crying that you hate your dad
Asking for his money back
Oh, my fucking God!
You're so sad boy, you're so alt
You're so hardcore, you're so raw
On your skateboard doing tricks
Bro, you're like so fucking sick
Your tattoos like oh my God
To write love all on her arms
You're so stunted, how'd I miss?
You're stuck in 2006
(You're just so fucking sick)
Peter Pan with a lip ring
Moshing's hard on your knees
Give anything to be 17
Time's running out for our young Peter Pan
He will soon figure out he must leave Neverland