I put in all my hours
I'm playing every night just to get a little better at guitar
I'm taking singing lessons at 80 bucks a lesson (who the hell am I impressin?)
Why do I work so hard?

I've searched my soul, dug deep below, to find the answer
The only reason for it is...

I was an ugly kid with a handsome older brother
Yeah I was a catch... like a cold or an ugly fish
I knew what to do:
Wear my talent like a mask and hope it magically distracts you
But I'm back, I've practiced, my acts together, I got: better and
A Point to Prove

I didn't know her but in June I got her screen name
As valuable as gold for antisocial kids in 10th grade
I spent the rest of my vacation glued down to my chair, was
Afraid to miss a second of our digital affair 'cause
When summer ended I would finally be the guy
That I tried to be in person, but could only be online
The first day of the school year we get our seat assignments
I ended up right next to her and we just sat in silence

And I wouldn't wish that awkwardness on anybody
I think the reason for it is...