Life is so boring
Its really got me snoring
Im wearing out the flooring
In a cheap motel
But I dont have to work
And I might be sinning
But I never have to listen to
The rings of school bells

Dont you remember?
You told me in december
That a boy is not a man
Until he makes a stand
Will, Im not a genius
But maybe youll remember this
I never said I wanted to be a man

I get nervous when [bad word] around

My mom is so caring
She really got me staring
At all the crazy little things
She does for sure
And I cant seem to think of
Another kind of love
That a boy could ever get
From anyone but her

I get nervous when [bad word] around