Black Friday

I thought it'd be different I thought it'd be cool I thought it'd be better than All my time in high school I thought there'd be people there Who would understand Who would play the same music And would like the same bands I thought it'd be gloomy I thought it'd be sad I thought I'd meet people there Who also hated their dad I thought it'd be a day Where no one would be mean No one would make fun of me For ripped skinny jeans I thought it'd be fine We'd end up okay I thought that we finally Got our own day But it wasn't like that, no not at all It was all about stores, and all about malls All people cared about were shopping sprees Buying their laptops and their frickin TVs Building appearance with whatever's on clearance Running from feels by chasing the deals No it was never my day at all Black Friday, you were supposed to be my day Black Friday, you were supposed to be mine Black Friday, you were supposed to be my day Black Friday, you were supposed to be mine You were supposed to be mine (Mine, mine) A lady hurt me just to get a Furby A man broke my elbow for a Tickle Me Elmo And I lay there in pain but everybody just watched me As they climbed over my body for the last Tamagotchi Throw a clerk through the door, get an N64 A punch to the cooter gets you a new Razor scooter Priorities shift when it's all for a gift When will the madness finally lift Black Friday, you were supposed to be my day Black Friday, you were supposed to be mine Black Friday, you were supposed to be my day Black Friday, you were supposed to be mine For you there's no salvation, always fall into hedonic adaptation For you there is no savior for your disgusting consumer behavior You were supposed to be mine