Day after day I change my profile pics I'm waiting for your comments or your "likes" But all in vain, I'm like invisible When I'm sittin' online in your friend's list
I lose daytime, I do not sleep at all I feel no tiredness, reading your tweets But I'm so scared to send you messages I know you'll ignore me again and again
I have three albums with stupid photos But one of them is private for me There I keep pictures, they're all about you With you in a G-strings and of you without And every night I... or almost every night I ask your Formspring as anonymous And I'm so happy when you're replyin' Though I know you have no idea it's me
My page is gray, it is not popular I have blank "interests" and blank birthdate And all my friends, they're only virtual I didn't meet no one in real life
Some of them - a Chinese passive gay Another is psycho, a Ctulhu fan There is nothing what would interest you Your fucking specialness, I'm just a creep
At least I have three albums with stupid photos But one of them is private for me There I keep pictures, they're all about you With you in a G-strings and of you without And every night I... or almost every night I ask your Formspring as anonymous And I'm so happy when you're replyin' Though I know you have no idea it's me
I have three albums with stupid photos But one of them is private for me There I keep pictures, they're all about you With you in a G-strings and of you without I won't tell you now what I do with them It's rude for this song, I bet it's for sure But if you wonder, add me as your friend And I will tell you all my fantasies