What is wrong with the music I listen to?
Did you even catch all the feelings through?
Aren’t you sad and mesmerized too?
Tell me again, why am I hanging out with you?

What is wrong with the way I dress?
Yet, you come out looking like a complete mess.
While, I have my own style trying to look my best.
Tell me again, why am I hanging out with you?

What is wrong with the way I have my hair?
My mom gave me this hair, do you just not care?
What if I made fun of your hair, would you be able to bare?
Tell me again, why am I hanging out with you again?