Don't look at me
Don't touch me
No, you can't stop me
You're never gonna stop me
I just want my seven minutes in heaven
And to overdose with Pete Wentz
1:30 looks so sad on an electric clock
You looked so hard going up the front walk
You used to bend me back
Till I squealed, stop it  
Your cologne washed out of my hair
And when you talk about World War Two
And special oil rings
I bet she doesn't even care