Cheerleaders and Jocks

Ah-ha

You're keeping your poise

I'm good at being someone you avoid

I'm tryna work out how deep it is

Like, is this what I think it is?

You love me, leave me, lose me like a childhood toy

You call me all alone

When everybody's there, I get the tone

Telling Stacy I'm just a friend

Like you were indifferent

But I've seen the ceiling of your room at night

You two seem legitimate

Publicly intimate

I bet she gives you something, and it's nothing I'm like

I'll never be your white picket fence (Ah-ha)

No, I don't want your all-American

Your cheerleaders and jocks

Can you connect the dots

With your 2.5 kids conceived in parking lots? (Ah-ha, ah-ha)

So, go ahead and make your parents proud (Ah-ha)

Marry the girl that's living two doors down

When you're done ticking the box

Tied yourself in a knot

You'll regret it then (You'll regret it then)

That you ever gave me up

Mm

And, like, honestly, for what?

What? What?

Just one little dance (Oh-oh, oh)

Is all I wanted, you don't understand (No)

You're spiking punch with the lettermans

Pretending you're one of them

But, baby, your cologne is on my collar and pants

You didn't have to break my heart at the party (At the party)

Leave me with a kiss before you discard me

Telling Stacy I'm just a friend

Like you were indifferent

But you saw a side of me no one else knows

You two seem legitimate

Publicly intimate

I bet she gives you something, but you're kind of a trope

Blah, ha-ha

I'll never be your white picket fence (White picket fence / Ah-ha)

No, I don't want your all-American

Your cheerleaders and jocks

Can you connect the dots

With your 2.5 kids conceived in parking lots? (Ah-ha, ah-ha)

So, go ahead and make your parents proud (Ah-ha)

Marry the girl that's living two doors down

When you're done ticking the box (Ticking the box)

Tied yourself in a knot

You'll regret it then (You'll regret it then)

That you ever gave me up

And all for what?

Regret it then

You gave me up

But maybe in

About twenty years

You'll come back to us

You'll reminisce

But it's never good enough

Ha-ha-ha

And, like, honestly, for what?

Woah-oh, oh-oh, ooh

I'll never be your white picket fence (Ah-ha)

No, I don't want your all-American (I don't want your, your)

Your cheerleaders and jocks

Can you connect the dots (Connect the dots)

With your 2.5 kids conceived in parking lots? (Ah-ha, ah-ha)

So, go ahead and make your parents proud (Ah-ha)

Marry the girl that's living two doors down

When you're done ticking the box

Tied yourself in a knot

You'll regret it then (You'll regret it then), ooh

That you ever gave—

You'll regret it then

That you ever gave me up

Oh

And, like, honestly, for what? For what? For what? For what?