You say I'm not your type
can you explain the night you kissed me on your rooftop under South Philly skies
You've got your new boyfriend
He's on your mind, again
Well I think he'd be surprised to know where you left off with me
Drown your heart in awkward pop songs, never call me again
She always told me I'm a no one
She told me to pack up my shit and get the fuck out
"What's the point if you can't hold a job, or beat Super Mario"
"Steve, you're a failure
Quit your job and fail Bowser's Castle"