Greenberg
He was nothing more than a young punk that have grown
He put his tie to seek a job that won't make him feel down
He still had the tattoo he made in his glorious youth
He’s so talented with his brain -also his mouth
I'm sitting just here, on his couch, with my phone
I do nothing, he works, that young punk that have grown
Greenberg
Are you okay ?
I'm feeling like I want to start a civil war
When I’m watching him, he deserves so much more
See my reflections and I start to feel useless
I'm a big fat loser, with no consciousness
We fought sometimes, but it was never a big deal
'cause he was too nice, he never hurts my feels
Greenberg
Are you okay ?