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This one goes out to all the fakers
You all know who you are
It started with a girl
Kept turning her nose up at my band
She's into Yellow Card, Blink and Simple Plan

It's so pathetic

She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so "emo"
Next week she'll be a "goth"
It all amounts to nothing
She gets murdered in the mosh

One night I crashed at her apartment
Her Sonic Youth CD's were nowhere to be seen
Instead, all I found was a letter
Her correspondence with some pop star magazine

It's so pathetic

She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so "emo"
Next week she'll be a "goth"
It all amounts to nothing
She gets murdered in the mosh

Sometimes I wonder what goes on inside her mind
When she said she thought
Dave Grohl had died and Kurt Cobain was still alive
Just go to concerts that you love
Cos there's no shame in liking Backstreet Boys

She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so "emo"
Next week she'll be a "goth"
It all amounts to nothing
She gets murdered in the mosh

This one goes out to all the fakers
Out to the critics and haters
This one goes out to all the fakers
You all know who you are
Give it up
Your friends will find out
Now or later
Time for change
Just be yourself
Don't be a faker