Cool Schmool

We're so cool, yeah, yeah Yeah, we're so cool cool We're so cool, yeah, yeah Fuck you too, cool schmool I don't want to sit around and talk about The Wipers Weren't those the good old days? I don't want to wonder if you're going to say hello I don't want to wonder if you're going to walk away I don't want to hear how many friends you have I don't have any anymore Cool schmool I don't want you to tell me what's so cool I don't want to go back to junior high school I don't want anyone to tell me how thin I am I don't want to die for your fucking candy treats Cool schmool Okay, this is the cool little drum part And it's like new wave, you know? I just want to be one of the boys I just want to be your little fashion toy Let's hang and be cool, all right Let's go watch the girl fight tonight Cool schmool I don't have to try because I know where you're at I hate dogs, so I love cats I can bake a pie and look you up and down I could throw your heart right out of this town Cool schmool See, I don't know why you're always telling me What's so cool about what I'm wearing When you can't even tell me how you feel And, you can't even be my friend for real