The Three-Eyed Crow

On my lonesome again
Just looking for a friend
Just somebody to help me
Protect and defend
These ideas that I have
about how we should be
These aren't rules for you
But guidelines for me

To be a better someone
A better someone not a no one
And to discover how it begun
My passion to be awesome
And lift my head up up
Above all the crowd
and scream to all you heroes
I'm a nerd and I'm proud

You see I don't drink
I like to stay home and just read
Pick up the 360 pad
And I'm hoarding nordish mead!
Or I'm chasing down the joker
With a cowl and a cape
This shit is childish to you
But its how I escape

So then I go out
And I try to entertain
That I'm not all that different
That I am kinda the same
As the users and the abusers
and the whores and the losers
And all the many others
that society puts above us

And I wanna scream as I don't fit in
When something cool happens and I'm like "that's for the win!"
And they look at me, like what the frail you saying?
That's right I said frail!
Fuck the scarans, serbations representing

Then I saw you
And you saw me saw you too
And I'm not your type
But you're drunk and ill do
But I won't
Because this ain't how I wanna be
This ain't how I wanna meet you
Now the next buy starts in three


So I sit on my bed and write this little tune
More as an SOS than a song looking for you
Don't get me wrong I would like to get to know you
But you're likely a dick, so on I persue
That's right
I sit on my bed and write this little tune
More as an SOS than a song looking for you
Don't get me wrong I would like to get to know you
But you're likely a douche

So now I'm balls deep
In this shallow conversation
And this is the point
That I start to get the impression
That anything I say
Will be met with positive reaction
With the hope that it will result
In filthy bedroom action

So I get my nerd on
And I see how far I can take it
And see how far in this geek out
She can fake "IT"
"IT" being the interest in certain nerdy things
Like did you know robin eventually becomes Nightwing?
Did you know Ben-Jacob Grimm becomes The Thing?
Would you watch the VHS from the ring?
Did you know that of the north
Rob Stark is the king

And she just sits
With that distant stare
Her head nods in agreement
But I can see she don't care
About all of these things
That mean everything to me
Sweetheart I'm not exactly
The guy you thought me to be
I'm not the kind of guy
Who gets off on cheap fucking
And I'm not the kind of guy
Who enjoys promiscuous sex
As soon as I say these words
She gets to stepping
And I wonder who she
Will aim for next

So I sit back
And I dream I have a Snapple
And I make sure
The seven know that I am thankful
That I got out of here
Without an std
But more importantly
Without you