Lyrics:

i spend all my money on the clothes that i got
cuz all the geeks that i meet they all look cooler then me
but what to do when they're all lookin' at you
cuz you're the freak of the week
cuz 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 its 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