White Boyz

Oh dem white boyz,
They love playin' their guitars,
They love wearing their hearts
Stitched firmly to their sleeves

So on a thursday night
I'll make my way down to the open mic
So I can sing songs that no one likes
Unless you're my friend

"and I'll raise my voice
To drown yours out
Cause I'm on the stage
And you're just another face in the crowd"

And hot topic kids
They never ever pay attention
They just spout off their opinions
With reckless abandon

But if the truth be told
I really care more than I'd like you to know
Cause I stayed up all night
Trying to write a song that everyone would like...