I ask myself why are you still around 
It’s just my 19th nervous breakdown 
You sleep all day I’m working weekends 
I’m sick of you and your stupid friends 

You’re living life just like a dream 
Lost in the scene 

I’m so jaded, [bad word] 
I can’t pretend, everything’s cool when you 
Won’t talk to me, leave me dirty laundry 
To mess up my life 
Get your [bad word] together ’cause it’s 
Who, whoa, whoa  [bad word] to the real world 
Whoa 

You’re like a leech latching onto me 
Sucking out all my energy 
Out to diner and you’re on the phone 
The [bad word] but your wallet’s at home 

You may be smooth, you may be fine 
But you’re a waste of my time 

I’m so jaded, [bad word] 
I can’t pretend, everything’s cool when you 
Won’t talk to me, leave me dirty laundry 
To mess up my life 
Get your [bad word] together ’cause it’s 
Who, whoa, whoa  [bad word] to the real world 

Don’t you think you’ll ever ge ta clue 
Tell you what you gotta do 
Swear I won’t scream 
And I won’t shout 
Just take your trash and get out 

I’m so jaded, [bad word] 
I can’t pretend, everything’s cool when you 
Won’t talk to me, leave me dirty laundry 
To mess up my life 
Get your [bad word] together ’cause it’s 
Who, whoa, whoa 
Maybe you should get a life 
Whoa, whoa, whoa 
I feel sorry for your future wife 
Whoa, whoa, whoa  [bad word] to the real world.