I spend all my money on the clothes that i got 'cause all the geeks that i meet they all look cooler then me But what to do when they're all lookin' at you 'cause you're the freak of the week 'cause you're on the tv {chorus} Can you make me a promise To stop it before we begin Will you hold on to my head If i ever lose it again I got a shrink i swear he's elvis i think He wears the coolest suede shoes when i come in with the blues He thinks it's all about culure and art But the truth of it is That it rips me apart {chorus} Tell me i sold out Tell me i sold out go ahead