Poor Little Rich Boy

Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone
You wish that they hadn't, you don't wanna be alone
But they wanna kiss and they got homes of their own
Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone
They've gone, they've goneAnd you don't love your girlfriend
You don't love your girlfriend
And you think that you should
But she thinks that she's fatBut she isn't but you don't love her anyway
And you don't love your mother
And you know that you should
And you wish that you would
But you don't anywayPoor little rich boy, all the world is okay
The water runs off your skin and down into the drain
You're reading Fitzgerald, you're reading Hemingway
They're both super smart and drinking in the cafeAnd you don't love your girlfriend
You don't love your girlfriend
And you think that you should
But she thinks that she's fat
But she isn'tBut you don't love her anyway
And you don't love your mother
And you know that you should
And you wish that you would
But you don't anywayYou're so young, you're so goddamn young
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
You're so goddamn youngYou're so goddamn young
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
You're so goddamn youngAnd you don't love your girlfriend
And you don't love your girlfriend
And you don't love your girlfriend
And you don't love your girlfriend