Bookie's Dirtbag

Degenerates, felons and people with weapons
We got one thing in common, that's to go and feed the depression
But serotonin likes to phone in when she peeps in the mentions
I see her name again, reminds me that I'm alien to her
Maybe I'm absurd
But it makes my brain go crazier
I try to save myself from hurt
But maybe fate will re-occur

I never had a chance to even explain
(And then she let me know)
She doesn't even seem to know my name

'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ohhh
Yeah

I fucking suck at this shit their calling that life stuff
I must live it up everyday like a nightclub
Michelin stars
Having dinner with Nicki Minaj
But you ain't jealous cause you live it and kick it with stars
(Her boyfriends a dick)
And he's okay with that
Because in his head he feels she's just gonna take him back
(Ah yeah)

I never had a chance to even explain
(And then she let me know)
She doesn't even seem to know my name

'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh

Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'

Yeah, yeah yeah
Oh
Yeah
Bookies little dirtbag
All she needs is her bag
No one else can touch it for her
No one else can touch it for her
All I wanna know is would you tell me
All I wanna know is what you tell me

I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you
Yeah

Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'