I'm nervous, so nervous
I overeat, I lack purpose
And I'm only scratching the surface (Ooh, hey)
And I'm not shelved 'cause sex sells
But how long 'til I'm canceled?
This is thirty, fuckin' thirty
I'm still here, I'm still dirty

I made it, I'm a flower
I don't sleep, I don't shower (Gross)
I masturbate twice every hour, haha (That's fucking disgusting)
And my band's sick 'cause my head's sick (Yeah, okay)
I get drunk and I'm reckless
Stalk my Twitter, stan my bullshit
This is thirty, something is wrong with me

Ah, ah, ah! (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Yeah, he, he!
Hahaha

So raise up your glasses to going out of fashion
To acronyms, sex cams, and social distractions
'Cause everything's changing, and I don't know shit about shit

I'm older, I got wrinkles
I still complain and get pimples
I miss when everything was simple (Ooh, ayy)
The sex passed too fast
I ask, "How long did your ex last? "
I'm fuckin' worthless, I'm unhappy
This is thirty, yeah! (Ooh)

Ah, ah, ah! (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, he, he, woo! (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)

Ugh, so get off your asses and take down the masses
Socialist, fascist, the world is all plastic
'Cause everyone fakes it, but they don't know shit about shit

You treat me like a baby
Forgive me when I'm wrong
You love me when I'm crazy
I'm alright, but I hate that song (Ah-ah)
(Attention to the world, there's something wrong with me)
You treat me like a baby (Ah-ah)
(But sing the words and I'll pretend I'm twenty-three)
Forgive me when I'm wrong (Ah-ah)
(I'll please the crowd and I'll put out the candlelight)
You love me when I'm crazy (Ah-ah)
You know my only wish is for a better life

(Attention to the world, there's something wrong with me)
Don't treat me like a baby (Ah-ah)
(But sing the words and I'll pretend I'm twenty-three)
And fight me when I'm wrong (Ah-ah)
(I'll please the crowd and I'll put out the candlelight)
And smack me when I'm crazy (Ah-ah)
I'm alright, but I hate that song