You're keeping your poise
I'm good at being someone you avoid
I'm trying to 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
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?
So go ahead and make your parents proud
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
That you ever gave me up
And like honestly for what? (What, what)
Just one little dance
Is all I wanted, you don't understand
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
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
I'll never be your white picket fence
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?
So go ahead and make your parents proud
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
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
And like honestly for what?
I'll never be your white picket fence
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?
So go ahead and make your parents proud
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
That you ever gave me
You'll regret it then
That you ever gave me up
And like honestly for what?
For what, for what, for what
