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I'm sick of all this: How'd you get your band name? Is that your real first name? Can you text and can you follow back 'cause it's my birthday? No one cares what I want, just what I've got And if we sit and count it up, it's really not a lot So when are you gonna sing for me? When are you gonna drink for me? I don't know, I don't know So when are you gonna sing for me? Ruinin' me completely It's true, ooh, ooh I miss having sex but at least I don't wanna die anymore And I think that's pretty cool I miss seeing the red on your face when I made you blush, hey But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool My hobbies include Pushing away these girls that maybe really like me Cutting people off because I don't trust exciting But what the fuck have I done? I'm not even an icon But I still get death threats often So their meaning starts to soften When are you gonna sing for me? When are you gonna drink for me? I don't know, I don't know So when are you gonna sing for me? Ruinin' me completely It's true, ooh, ooh I miss having sex but at least I don't wanna die anymore And I think that's pretty cool I miss seeing the red on your face when I made you blush, hey But I think it's fine, it's cool I miss having sex but at least I don't wanna die anymore And I think that's pretty cool I miss seeing the red on your face when I made you blush But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool But I think it's fine, it's cool