Welcome to the Hipster New-Age Disco

Man up Before she minds I don't know Why I'm so defined And she's not amused By her friends And I don't know What to pretend I can buy a drink For myself Try to change Into someone else Sell me out to all your friends You won't need me then No, no, no Cash out with bars and brand new clothes Modern new age discos No, no, no Burden her With my frown The only hope To bring her down Take a back seat While she laughs But who knows On whose behalf As she talks to me With that smile That leads me off Into exile Sell me out to all your friends You won't need me then No, no, no Cash out with bars and brand new clothes Modern new age discos No, no, no Sell me out to all your friends You won't need me then No, no, no Cash out with bars and brand new clothes Modern new age discos No, no, no Lock me inside of your old head I think I've been mislead No, no, no So take off those dirty pre-ripped jeans And change all your routines Until I'm gone