Years gone by, I think I’m still in high school
Everyone always trying to act so cool
Bathroom gossip, locker room stories
But the guys are still shallow
And the girls are still superficial
I’m sick of people pretending they know us
Just so they can get their social status up
I don’t want to be facebook friends with you
I don’t care if you’re hot, I don’t know you
You stand by the mic? Now you’re a star
Even if you don’t have talent at all
I don’t care how your hair looks, get out of my way
I have things to do, I can’t worry about you all day

So get, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get, get, get, get over you
You’re so preppy, so perfect
Like your hair makes you worth it
All that matters is on the outside anyway
Get, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get, get, get, get over you
I don’t care who you are
I don’t care where you’ve been
I don’t care who you’ve been with
As long as they’re not in my band

Every day feels like the one after prom
Worried you went too far with that guy named Tom
It’s all about beer, sex and drugs
No worries about criminals, thieves and thugs
Only worrying about if that that boy will call
If you aren’t high, then you’re not living at all
We all wanna be the most popular kid
The girl that all the guys say they did
They may be lying, it may be the truth
I don’t really care enough to sleuth
You have twitter followers, now you’re a star
Even if you don’t know them at all
Don’t care if your makeup looks all astray
I have places to be, get out of my way

So get, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get, get, get, get over you
You’re so preppy, so perfect
Like your new shoes make you worth it
All that matters is on the outside anyway
Get, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get, get, get, get over you
I don’t care who you are
I don’t care where you’ve been
I don’t care who you’ve been with
As long as they’re not in my band

So the kids that you laughed at will die from OD
And the girls you called ugly will go get surgery
We’re so afraid of what the cool kids say
That we’re not living when we’re alive anyway
I wanna be free, break out of these chains
Lead my own life, and guide my own reins

So get, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get, get, get, get over you
You’re so preppy, so perfect
Like your clothes make you worth it
All that matters is on the outside anyway
Get, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get, get, get, get over you
I don’t care who you are
I don’t care where you’ve been
I don’t care who you’ve been with
As long as they’re not in my band
Yeah, you can mess with whoever you want
As long as they’re not in my band