The Future Freaks Me Out

To call up on the weekends
She says, "Hey I rock the Haro sport, I rock the cowgirl blues
I don't know where to begin

It goes oh, oh, oh, oh, I know that she's the only one
Oh Betty won't you, ah fuck it
I'd rather waste our time together, yeah, 'cause we can get down
With my cellular phone

And drink our daydreams away

I rock too fast for love I'm footloose in my Velcro shoes
What's up with Will and Grace? I don't get drum and bass

I'm on fire and now I think I'm ready to bust a move
I'm so alone without you
Betty won't stop listening to modern rock
Betty, I'm a dreamer
The future freaks me out"
We fail to represent, we fail to be content
How she hates to be alone
Check it out I'm rocking steady to the beat in my head
From an era we hate to admit we embrace
We waste away the days with nicotine and television samples
It goes oh, oh, oh, oh, I know that she's the only one
It goes oh, oh, oh, oh, I know that she's the only one
Check it out I'm rocking steady to the beat in my head

I'm not a vicious schemer
If we can both find a way
It's time to take control
I'd rather waste my time with her

To do the things that we say

To the whole human race
Ice cream and a bottle of ten dollar wine
How come we're so alone
Check it out I'm rocking steady to the beat in my head
Betty it's so hard to relate

We might not sit in our rooms

And so the story goes as only Betty knows
Betty can't quit carving question marks on my wrist
I'm on fire and now I think I'm ready to bust a move
Betty, I need you, I miss you
I'm on fire and now I think I'm ready to bust a move
I don't know where to begin

We fail at everything we ever even try to attempt
I try to compensate her lack of love with coffee cake