Bored

You drone on about the things I don't care about

Nothing changes, you drone on

I nod my head and smile a lot

But you have no intentions to stop

Please go away

Chorus

I'm bored

And I don't want to talk to you anymore

I'm bored

And I don't want to talk to you anymore

You want to tell me how smart you are

And you want to tell me what you think of some guy's art

And how you think he's lame

But I don't want to be so rude

Cause I know my friends are few

But oh well, I guess it'll stay that way

Chorus

If I was smarter I would invent a machine

That smiles and nods its head and it looks quite like me

But I am really too dumb for that

So I'll just sit here with my thumb up my ass

And watch you talk to me

I'm bored

And I don't want to talk to you anymore

I'm bored

And I don't want to talk to you

I don't want to act impressed by the things you do

I don't want to talk to you anymore