Текст (слова) песни «Chap Stick Chapped And Things Like Chemistry»

ok. so, who doesn't own a cell phone/who brought back their permission
slip/because i know nobody wants to stay home/while the rest of us go out and
make a day of it/cause theme parks are so much more fun when the sun's
outside/and i lost my phone to the lake beneath the batman ride/they're
starting something, and I don't want to begin it/they're looking for trouble,
but with me it won't be found/and i regret that im completely out of daytime
minutes/so i guess i'll have to wait a lot til 8 o'clock comes around/ok. so,
who doesn't own a cell phone/well i don't need to ask my friends/because i know

mine was fastened to my jawbone/thanks to all those nights and weekends/when it
comes to relationships,i'm the dumbest one/and i don't mean just with girls, i
mean everyone/your illustrations always point out just what's wrong with me/its
chapstick, and chapped lips, and things like chemistry/can i relate to you the
way you relate to me/can you help me out with my chemistry/i don't want to be
perceived the way i am/i just want to be perceived the way i am.