thanks

Just the other day
A girl said my way
Hey, you're pretty cute
That made my day
But I can't help but wonder if she really liked me
Or if she was being nice
She was probably being friendly
There was another time
She sent me a sign
But I just chuckled and didn't reply
I wanna accept the compliments, but deep down inside
I know they're not true
If only they really knew
I'm just a hallow husk
Not rich like Elon Musk
I don't have a nice car
I think I look sub-par
I don't have nice shoes
They're a bit overused
If you couldn't tell already
I'm not really that great
But I have one good quality
I guess I'm kinda tall
But all I have to say to you is thanks
Thanks

People say I'm smart
Cut your hair, thanks
I'm a work of art
Grow a pair, thanks
I feel like a part
Life's not fair, thanks
Can't take it to heart
I try to bear, but thanks
People say I'm smart
Life's a nightmare, thanks
I'm a work of art
Happy is rare, thanks
I feel like a part, thanks
Can't take it to heart, but thanks
But that's okay I guess

Optimistic is unrealistic, it's sadistic
I'm not a mystic, it's simplistic
I'd rather be pessimistic than narcissistic
Might be autistic, thanks
But I know I'm egotistic, but thanks
I'm not at all artistic, thanks
Never euphoristic, but thanks
I'm just a guy called Dave
Nothing to save
Cheeseburgers what I crave
My brain is just concave
Cut my beard into pieces
There is no aftershave
You cannot coerce, thanks
I'm nothing but cursed, but thanks
This verse is rehearsed
But that's okay I guess

People say I'm smart
Cut your hair, thanks
I'm a work of art
Grow a pair, thanks
I feel like a part
Life's not fair, thanks
Can't take it to heart
I try to bear, but thanks
People say I'm smart
Life's a nightmare, thanks
I'm a work of art
Happy is rare, thanks
I feel like a part, thanks
Can't take it to heart, but thanks
But that's okay I guess

People are nice
That's what they say
Hollow compliments was all I got today
I'm sick of the chit, the chat, and all in between
My time, my rhymes, all unclean
Nobody cares 'bout what I have to say
I'm trapped in a prison
And all I can do is pray
No rest for the wicked
At least that's what they say
But all I have to say is thanks
Swaggin on the fart
Smell stinky like Gart
That's always how they start
Always hurts my heart
I'm just the punching bag that never got the art
But now I've got the upstart
Take apart the pie chart
But when they say that I'm smart
They only see the good part
But I always say
Thanks

People say I'm smart
Cut your hair, thanks
I'm a work of art
Grow a pair, thanks
I feel like a part
Life's not fair, thanks
Can't take it to heart
I try to bear, but thanks
People say I'm smart
Life's a nightmare, thanks
I'm a work of art
Happy is rare, thanks
I feel like a part, thanks
Can't take it to heart, but thanks
People say I'm smart
Cut your hair, thanks
I'm a work of art
Grow a pair, thanks
I feel like a part
Life's not fair, thanks
Can't take it to heart
I try to bear, but thanks
People say I'm smart
Life's a nightmare, thanks
I'm a work of art
Happy is rare, thanks
I feel like a part, thanks
Can't take it to heart, but thanks
That's Okay I Guess