You know what?
The next time you see Nick
Tell him I'm gonna stick some needles in his face
And watch him on his knees
Watch him when he sees that I'm not fooling
'Cause I'm through being cool
And he keeps telling everyone about me
Like how I'm such a fool and that I'm so deceptive
I think I'll make him eat the ground
I think that I will turn around and notice the wind blowing tops of trees
I'll see the way the world begins to need color everywhere
