I think that you'll find I deserve special mention I'm one of a kind, you're all copy and paste You're on the bottom-most rungs, you're beneath my attention And you stick out your tongues 'cause you have no taste Don't act like I'm the problem I'm the princess and you're the pea You're all slept on 'cause that's your job Lamenting all you'll never be What, you wanted an apology? Alright, I'll give you an apology I'm sorry you're a little freak I'm sorry you're a flake I'm sorry you're foreign and you're antique I'm sorry the truth is hard to take Too bad your appeal is completely cosmetic A shame that we'll all outlive you Of the two of the twits, neither fits my aesthetic But I'll try to forgive you 'Cause I'm sorry you're inferior I'm sorry you're inferior Aren't you proving our point? You're just jealous, besides, who made you leader? Why follow what you're recommending? Let's just skip ahead to when we leave you behind 'Cause it's been years since you were trending And those are years you can't rewind And you, you're like a broken record With your erratic, shuffled thoughts Your past, when last I checked, was checkered And oops, your future's only bots I don't even need to say more on that moron A sub who'll grovel in the gravel That one thinks that he's someone the world declared war on Pull one thread, he'll unravel I'm sorry you're inferior (Though you could be humbler) Sorry you're inferior And what about Tumblr? What? Don't they deserve an apology? Why? 'Cause I borrowed some art? Borrowed? Good grief, you robbed her and ran I'm a fan You're a thief And I'm also a jerk, but for the stuff that I steal At least I don't pretend that those friendships are real Ugh There could be a world where you wouldn't be faking But that's not the world that we live in 'Cause I've heard friendships depend on both giving and taking But what have you ever given? Well, Well Well, you're one to talk, this is all just projection It isn't a shock that you don't understand What's between us is more than a plot, we've got a connection And I'd give a lot just to hold their hand-drawn artwork A connection? If she looks blue, I compliment her Then, with that smile, she draws me in, her sketchbook I let her join me in front and center Isn't that enough to win her l, sketchbook? And what if it's not enough? We should add background vocals to this part What have you ever given away? Ew, stop What have you done but take? No, you're wrong How long till they, I see that you're not who you say? How long till their, my heart starts to break? I've given her plenty When have you ever meant what you said? (Well, I meant to) Your promise is paper thin (I promise to pay for dinner sometime) All that you offer could fit on the head of a pin (well, I'll offer to split it) No, wait I'll give them papers and pencils and drawing utensils And if they need stencils, I'd foot the expense, I'll supply Them with all that they need to make art So, if anyone's stolen, it's Tumblr, 'cause they've stolen my