This is what I think
I think...
I'm pretty hot
Oh I know, I know
I do the whole 'Oh yeah, I work out...sometimes'
Shrug, chuckle, walk away
But yeah, I'm hot
I'm aware of it
It's not a secret to me
I think you think that I don't think I'm hot
And see, that's the point
That's the whole point of it
If I was just hot, and you liked me
You'd feel shallow
Because, god knows I'm not intelligent
I actually possess no redeeming qualities
Aside from the fact
That my lower torso
Has more ripples in it
Than a pond during thunderstorm
So I mean, what can I do?
I can't fake intelligence
I can't 'pretend' to be funny
The only virtue you can really act like you have when you don't
Is humility
So I act humble
And then girls are like--
Ohhh okay, he's humble
Well, that changes everything
But the whole time I'm thinking
You wanted me before you thought I was humble
And the truth is, I think they know that I know I'm hot
And I think they know I know they know I'm hot
And I think they know I know they know I know they know I'm hot
But I try not to think about it too much
Because then I just get confused
That's sort of my motto
For life
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