here

I’m sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I’m not listenin’ or I’m indifferent
Truly, I ain’t got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it
But really I would rather be at home all by myself
Not in this room with people who don’t even
Care about my well-being
I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party, I’ll be here
Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who’s hollering I can hardly hear
Over this music I don’t listen to and I don’t wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I’ll be over here

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here

Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this,
An anti-social pessimist, but usually I don’t mess with this
And I know you mean only the best and
Your intentions aren’t to bother me
But honestly I’d rather be
Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen
To some music with the message (like we usually do)
And we’ll discuss our big dreams
How we plan to take over the planet
So pardon my manners, I hope you’ll understand it
I’ll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl
Who’s always gossiping about her friends
So tell them I’ll be here
Right next to the boy who’s throwing up ’cause
He can’t take what’s in his cup no more
Oh God why am I here?

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here

Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator
Some girl’s talking ’bout her haters
She ain’t got none
How did it ever come to this?
I shoulda never come to this
So holla at me, I’ll be in the car when you’re done
I’m standoffish, don’t want what you’re offering
And I’m done talking, awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people when they’re ready that I’m ready
And I’m standing by the TV with my beanie low
Yo, I’ll be over here

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

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