Sociopath
My friends all said, "Scott, you've got impaired vision
Two eyes only half an image"
I won't pretend that I know your ambitions
You're not the girl who's trying to find a man
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool of yourself?
Well, aren't you sick of talking about yourself?
You contradict your statements every day
Go complain to someone else
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool out of me?
You can tell it to somebody else
My friends all said, "Scott, you're paranoid. Listen
You're not a boy whose trying to fill that void"
So all the gals, and all the boys glisten
We can be together when you have it figured out
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool of yourself?
Go complain to someone else
Well, aren't you sick of talking about yourself?
You can tell it to somebody else
You contradict your statements every day
Tell me, can I get your - can I get your number, baby?
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool out of me?
You do it to yourself, but you blame it on somebody else
You can tell it to somebody else
Tell it to somebody else
Two eyes only half an image"
I won't pretend that I know your ambitions
You're not the girl who's trying to find a man
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool of yourself?
Well, aren't you sick of talking about yourself?
You contradict your statements every day
Go complain to someone else
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool out of me?
You can tell it to somebody else
My friends all said, "Scott, you're paranoid. Listen
You're not a boy whose trying to fill that void"
So all the gals, and all the boys glisten
We can be together when you have it figured out
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Hey, hey. Hey, hey yeah
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool of yourself?
Go complain to someone else
Well, aren't you sick of talking about yourself?
You can tell it to somebody else
You contradict your statements every day
Tell me, can I get your - can I get your number, baby?
Well, aren't you sick of making a fool out of me?
You do it to yourself, but you blame it on somebody else
You can tell it to somebody else
Tell it to somebody else
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Writer(s): Scott Madsen
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