Peter Pan

You're just some guy Trying to explain to me You were early to the scene I don't know what it's like It wasn't a phase for you You did it before it was cool How you gonna be a teenage dirtbag? Dirty with a dime bag Crying that you hate your dad Asking for his money back Oh, my fucking God! Shut the fuck up! You're so sad boy, you're so alt You're so hardcore, you're so raw On your skateboard doing tricks Bro, you're like so fucking sick Your tattoos like oh my God To write love all on her arms You're so stunted, how'd I miss? You're stuck in 2006 Peter Pan with a lip ring Moshing's hard on your knees Give anything to be 17 I'm not your type I'm not even 22 Mentally too old for you I'd roll my eyes But I'm sorta terrified Maybe they'd get stuck for life How you gonna be a teenage dirtbag? Dirty with a dime bag Crying that you hate your dad Asking for his money back Oh, my fucking God! You're so sad boy, you're so alt You're so hardcore, you're so raw On your skateboard doing tricks Bro, you're like so fucking sick Your tattoos like oh my God To write love all on her arms You're so stunted, how'd I miss? You're stuck in 2006 (You're just so fucking sick) Peter Pan with a lip ring Moshing's hard on your knees Give anything to be 17 Time's running out for our young Peter Pan He will soon figure out he must leave Neverland