The News According to You

I don't want to know what everyone else knows
Whisperings I don't want to know about
I don't want to go where everyone else goes
For info I can do without
So please can you leave me out

Sometimes I joke around
Sometimes I'm immature
But the playground talk's pathetic
You can find better hobbies I'm sure

Though their life may be more interesting than yours
You keep on opening closed doors
Though their life may be more interesting than yours
You keep on opening closed doors

Confidently awkward, I try to be anti-social
My humour leaves you thirsty it's so dry
The funniest person I know is me, I'm comedy gold
To comfort, make them laugh so they don't cry
Why make somebody the punchline

The truth, or whether I will bite
There's not much of a difference these days
To you, the news is always breaking
And "you've just got to see this", so press play

Though their life may be more interesting than yours
You keep on opening closed doors
Though their life may be more interesting than yours
You keep on opening closed doors

I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care



Credits
Writer(s): Lewis Jackson
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