My computer thinks I'm gay
I threw that piece of junk away
(C)
This is my last communiqué
Down the supper highway
(C)
I got too many friends
Too many people that I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for, 'cause I'll never be there
If I could give it all away
Would it come back to me someday?
(C)
But I've got a reason to declaim
The applications are to blame
(C)
I got too many friends
Too many people that I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for, 'cause I'll never be there
Too many friends
Too many people that I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for, 'cause I'll never be there
My computer thinks I'm gay
What's the difference anyway
When all the people do all day, is stare into a phone
I got too many friends
Too many people that I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for, 'cause I'll never be there
Too many friends
Too many people that I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for, 'cause I'll never be there
I'll never be there
I'll never be there
I'll never be there
Em (one strum to finish)