You Were On iTunes At Age Sixteen

Lyrics

Of little rules I have, I sure will not pretend To care if you type your words with "X" at the end The presence or lack of a way to make girls swoon Could never affect the effortlessness of a tune But I still hate you Though in the good way like I see in the tags When they lovingly call you a fucking douchebag And I thought that to someone as skilled I'd never be so mean Your expertise, it clouds my vision Turns everything green You were on iTunes at age sixteen At this point in time, I'd rather live as you than me You play countless instruments, but I play only three So now that my hope to be as good as you is long gone Can't you at least come and play a show across the pond? I'd buy a ticket And possibly wait with the crowd at the end Standing by the stage doors just to become your friend And if I could be one percent as stellar as you I'd be set, oh woah I bought your stuff instead of stealing from the internet And so these purchases won't be ones I regret Now I've heard your music and I'm not sure it's fair how You're conventionally attractive while I resemble cows I guess that you're great at everything from what I've seen If that makes you king then I'd collab and be a queen Rub your talent on me And that sounds like I'm showing a sexual preference No, I can assure you it's a SpongeBob reference But I still despise you, I still want to kill you You see, oh woah Although I love your music and your albums, your EPs You were on iTunes at age sixteen