Man, you gotta stop hanging around with all those little girls
People are starting to look at you like you're too immature
How do you get your heart broken like every other weekend
Spending all your money to pay for the drugs that keep them weakened
How do you hang around making friends with all those little boys
Going to the spot to try to pick up on that brand new noise
Wearing all the fashions you see the kids wearing in the street
Downtown in the city partying everyday of the week
You're not cool, you're not cool
Fuck off with your shitty attitude
You're not cool
You're not cool, you're not cool
Fuck off with your shitty tattoos
You're not cool
Partying until the sun comes up, it helps if you do drugs
Also helps to substitute for the feeling of being loved
So when the party's over and you're not sure how to get back home
Give them what they wanted so you don't gotta get high alone
Reminiscing on them days, still wishing you were really young
As if this quarter-life crisis ain't just childish and really dumb
So to compensate you perpetuate always getting drunk
Hanging out with kids, taking advantage of whatever comes
You're not cool, you're not cool
Fuck off with your shitty attitude
You're not cool
You're not cool, you're not cool
Fuck off with your shitty tattoos
You're not cool
credits
from Hearts,
released March 14, 2012
Written and produced by Rob Crooks. Recorded and mixed by Greg Arcade. Mastered by speeddial7.