It's hard on me
To make new friends
And all my heroes are dead
That's tough cause
I'm a social animal
When my girlfriend says to
F*ck the patriarchy
Damn, I don't exactly know
What she wants me to say
If I can't truly know her
Then really, what's the point
And will this start to hurt
Stop me if you've heard this
Thoreau lived less than 2 miles away from
Everyone, everyone, everyone
Probably had a Christmas list
Here we are, here we are, here we are
Swallowed by the crowd at last
For crying out loud
Please, don't let me disappear
Into the crowd
I swear, I promise I'll be good
No, I won't bother a thing
Won't criticize the world
I'll let you have it all
You win
I'm a social animal