Mr. baby bottle

Hey Mr. know-it-all You think you got what it takes You don't know me So don't try to figure me out Why does she dress like that Why won't she let me Hide behind phony phones And rant to followers with chodes Listen here know-it-all I don't care I don't care I don't care Anymore anymore anymore anymore Too tough They all want a piece of me Not changing To please you I get to pick and choose Not you I don't care I don't care I don't care Anymore Anymore Anymore I just don't I really don't So just leave me alone Don't try and figure me out Mr. know-it-all