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