[Verse 1]
You're just some guy
Trying to explain to me
You were early to the scene
I don't know what it's like
It wasn't a phase for you
You did it before it was cool

[Pre-Chorus]
How you gonna be a teenage dirtbag?
Thirty with a dime bag
Crying that you hate your dad
Asking for his money back
Oh my fucking God
Shut the fuck up

[Chorus]
You're so sad boy, you're so alt
You're so hardcore, you're so raw
On your skateboard doin' tricks
Bro, you're like so fucking sick
Your tattoos, like, oh my God
To write love all on her arms
You're so stunted, how'd I miss?
You're stuck in 2006
[Post-Chorus]
Peter Pan with a lip ring
Moshing's hard on your knees
Give anything to be seventeen

[Verse 2]
I'm not your type
I'm not even twenty-two
Mentally too old for you
I‘d roll my eyes
But I'm sorta terrified
Maybe they'd get stuck for life

[Pre-Chorus]
How you gonna be a teenage dirtbag?
Thirty with a dime bag
Crying that you hate your dad
Asking for his money back
Oh my fucking God

[Chorus]
You're so sad boy, you're so alt
You're so hardcore, you're so raw
On your skateboard doin' tricks
Bro, you're like so fucking sick
Your tattoos, like, oh my God
To write love all on her arms
You're so stunted, how'd I miss?
You're stuck in 2006
[Post-Chorus]
Peter Pan with a lip ring
Moshing's hard on your knees
Give anything to be seventeen

[Outro]
Time's running out for our young Peter Pan
He will soon figure out
He must leave Neverland