I'm not good with first dates

we could listen to mixtapes

try to ignore the news radio

some woman got raped

and what can I say?

There's nothing else to do today

may as well shoot myself

but gee I wonder "which gate?"

I can't explain

but all I do is complain

about how much I really hate

how my life turned out

But I never do anything about it

I would rather go cloud it

but I'm short on my money

so then I guess I'll just pout.

Not the best poet

sad thing is the whole world knows it

and I don't have much to prove them wrong

"wanna listen to my new song?"

I can't really escape

this feeling blows

but I guess I'll have to wait

until the next show.