You've got a boyfriend, but that don't matter and it won't keep him from what he's after
He wants to make you his new obsession before you graduate from post-college depression
You pride yourself as an awkward type of girl, but you're a self-hating socialite, admit it
You wear a badge of the hardships you've endured and you don't let your company forget it
Put on a record, he doesn't get it; "I'm not a fan of shallow indie." He admitted
You're not offended when he confesses that he laughs inside at all your vintage dresses
Convince yourself you're not part of his deceit, he knows he's only a novelty distraction
A slain regret and a promise to repeat, but will you even get the satisfaction?
Solo: Verse and Chorus x1