Lyrics to I Don't Know Who You Are (Couch ver.)
You say hello
And I say hello back
You say it's nice to
See me again crap
This conversation just keeps going
Want to get through this without you knowing
You can see it in my eyes
My calculating bullshit lies
You look at me so appalled
'cause I don't recognize you at all
Now am I an asshole
Or are you just boring?
'Cause one of these two things must be true
Am I self absorbed, preoccupied, and shockingly cunty
Or is there just nothing memorable about you?
Well even if I'm arrogant and totally suck
I'm still betting on the latter 'cause you're bland as fuck.
I don't know who you are
I don't have a freaking clue
So get a catchphrase, get an accent
Fuck your face up with a tattoo
Okay, so fine, so now you know
That I don't know, so there you go
That you don't even look a little familiar to me
And I blame you
I blame you
I'm willing to bet
This happens to you a lot
This can't be the first
Blank stare that you've got
You're a sand-filled desert without a mirage
You're a Honda Accord in a parking garage
You're camouflage on camouflage
You're a dumb white guy on entourage
You've chosen no form of expression
Yet expect to make an impression
Now am I a shithead
Or are you just blugh?
Hey I think that question is pretty fair
You're looking at me like I discovered Alaska
But I won't remember you anyway so I don't care
You're overwhelming averageness is such a drag
So fix the situation or wear a name tag
I don't know who you are
Not even a little bit
Carry nun-chucks, adopt a black kid
To make people give a shit
Okay, so fine, so now you know
That I don't know, so there you go
That you don't even look a little familiar to me
And I blame you
I blame you
I blame you
I blame you
And I say hello back
You say it's nice to
See me again crap
This conversation just keeps going
Want to get through this without you knowing
You can see it in my eyes
My calculating bullshit lies
You look at me so appalled
'cause I don't recognize you at all
Now am I an asshole
Or are you just boring?
'Cause one of these two things must be true
Am I self absorbed, preoccupied, and shockingly cunty
Or is there just nothing memorable about you?
Well even if I'm arrogant and totally suck
I'm still betting on the latter 'cause you're bland as fuck.
I don't know who you are
I don't have a freaking clue
So get a catchphrase, get an accent
Fuck your face up with a tattoo
Okay, so fine, so now you know
That I don't know, so there you go
That you don't even look a little familiar to me
And I blame you
I blame you
I'm willing to bet
This happens to you a lot
This can't be the first
Blank stare that you've got
You're a sand-filled desert without a mirage
You're a Honda Accord in a parking garage
You're camouflage on camouflage
You're a dumb white guy on entourage
You've chosen no form of expression
Yet expect to make an impression
Now am I a shithead
Or are you just blugh?
Hey I think that question is pretty fair
You're looking at me like I discovered Alaska
But I won't remember you anyway so I don't care
You're overwhelming averageness is such a drag
So fix the situation or wear a name tag
I don't know who you are
Not even a little bit
Carry nun-chucks, adopt a black kid
To make people give a shit
Okay, so fine, so now you know
That I don't know, so there you go
That you don't even look a little familiar to me
And I blame you
I blame you
I blame you
I blame you
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