We're so cool, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we're so cool cool
We're so cool, yeah, yeah
Fuck you too, cool schmool

I don't want to sit around and talk about The Wipers
Weren't those the good old days?
I don't want to wonder if you're going to say hello
I don't want to wonder if you're going to walk away
I don't want to hear how many friends you have
I don't have any anymore
Cool schmool

I don't want you to tell me what's so cool
I don't want to go back to junior high school
I don't want anyone to tell me how thin I am
I don't want to die for your fucking candy treats
Cool schmool

Okay, this is the cool little drum part
And it's like new wave, you know?

I just want to be one of the boys
I just want to be your little fashion toy
Let's hang and be cool, all right
Let's go watch the girl fight tonight
Cool schmool
I don't have to try because I know where you're at
I hate dogs, so I love cats
I can bake a pie and look you up and down
I could throw your heart right out of this town
Cool schmool

See, I don't know why you're always telling me
What's so cool about what I'm wearing
When you can't even tell me how you feel
And, you can't even be my friend for real