Cobra Starship
You’re Not in on the Joke (feat. Pete Wentz)
Don't take them faces at their value
In a cynical town
Can't you smell the stale air?
I had no skill but I had heart
So then I turned it around
So just remember

I'm no cynic, you know I'm just getting bored
I'm no cynic; I got a heart of gold
They say I'm cold
Cold
Cold
Oh baby why so cold?

I'm super-sweet; sealed with a kiss
Don't get offended
If there's something you missed

I only show you what I want you to see
I got my tougue in my cheek
If you see them laughing
Don't follow in
'Cause they're the butt of my joke

I'll always be just who you want me to be
And keep my tongue in my cheek
A hopeless romantic
You'll never see
'Cause you're not in on the joke
I got my picture in the paper
And my parents were proud:
"Hey kid, that's not a bad job yeah."
Next thing you know
Peculiar faces start hangin' around
Dear lord, could you spare me?

I've just got one side to show you all:
My ass is awesome
So smile when you're kissing it

They say I'm cold
Cold
Cold
Baby why so cold
I'm super-sweet; sealed with a kiss
Call your professor
If there's something you missed