Does My Breath Smell?

Who makes up all the rules about those girls I want? Who tells them all to laugh? Who tells them all to talk about me? And I'm not sure what my purpose is for being here Why do they, why do they always kick me in the groin when I come near? And I'm not complaining, it just hurts after a bit I don't know what I'm feeling I'm just so sick of seeing all those dumb, lame, and retarded broads Who often just sit kick back, as I am not so relaxed I often wonder why they act so odd Because, no worse a time when it's just your time to think you should make your move It doesn't work, as you're just a jerk with no excuse What about that situation, all-night procrastination? Takes you to the point when you lead her to her door There is nothing left there to say, I guess you best be on your way Before you go, you got to do that chore Because, no worse a time when it's just your time to think you should make your move It doesn't work, as you're just a jerk with no excuse Please, won't you buy in? I'm always tryin', I keep on tryin' There's only so much pride that I can lose I hope that when you see me, you see right through me Come on now, honestly, I'm so sick of endin' up without a clue