No one seems to understand Why junk just sort of finds this band It's high time we realize Let it come as no surprise Nothing ever goes our way I'm losing hope today God he must've been disappointed Never seen him so disjointed It cost me 80 dollars We really aren't that f**ing dense I swear to God we've got some sense It ain't exactly shining through Ean's face is turning blue I wish this thing would work You're gonna lose that smirk