The back half of the b-side is where we belong We lose our cool when the closeup begins Smiling for a camera that isn’t there Like demented newlyweds Interlopers in the rock room Tumbling down the demand curve Double parked and half dead We opened the time capsule And this is what it said I'm your biggest fan hands down And if I weren’t in contact with you I don’t know what I would do They gas you on the highway and up on the hill They long to gas you virtually everywhere And if you allow them to they will Round the rosy corners And keep your stripes to yourself Approach every new day Like you’re stuck in a swing state Remember when you’re shooting off flares And nobody cares I'm your biggest fan hands down