If You Think We’re Talking About You, We Are

Without a broken heart you’ve got nothing to sing about
With all those rehashed hooks
You’ve got no chance of standing out
You try to hard and hope the hook sticks
Where’s your sense of inspiration?
I could’ve sworn I’ve heard this somewhere before
You try so hard to run this fashion show
You’re so fucking cool
I wish I’d never hear this at all
You’re so fucking Hollywood
I want to be that Hollywood too
You’re so fucking beautiful, doesn’t everyone want to be as beautiful as you?
And once our voices were equipped with fast songs and ideas
We now come armed to the teeth with hair gel and anthems for your ex girlfriend
Well no one cares
There’s a difference between genuine heartache
And just having nothing to say
And we’ll all sing along
We’re all singing nothing at all
Good luck in Hollywood
Us ugly kids will stay right here
OFFSTAGE! THEY AIN'T GOT NO ROOTS!
ROCK REBEL!