I already know what it's like to Be the loser I should find out what it's like to Not be the loser, or the geek, or the whatever I think I felt inconsequential Since middle school began I knew I had no potential To be the leading man But based on how today's going I'm finally gaining ground I even got some blood flowing With no computer screen around Which was cool But what really felt good Was doing something that I never thought that I could It's not only school that's rough Being lonely's stupid tough Now, I think I've had enough Of being the loser, the geek, or whatever Michael thinks that weird is rad But feeling weird just makes me sad And I deserve to not feel bad From being the loser, the geek, or whatever Sick of being the loser, the geek or whatever - yeah! Woah! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh! Woah! Uh huh, uh huh! Dad taught me “Follow your instincts! Trust your inner voice! Listen to your heart!” And such My whole life I've followed my instincts (spoken) Well guess what!? My instincts suck so much! (sung) So now I'm taking direction From another voice If my instincts have an objection Then that means I'm making the right choice! Behaving this way feels bizarre But if things keep up the way they are Then soon enough I'll get real far From being the loser, the geek, or whatever If Brooke can look me in the eye Like I'm some normal handsome guy I owe it to myself to try Not being the loser, the geek, or whatever Sick of being the loser, geek, or whatever - yeah! Woah! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh! Woah! Uh huh, uh huh! Prompt me, command me, and I'll obey I have the bandwidth to do as you say! Especially now, since I clearly see The problem has always been me Take a breath And get prepared But still I'm just a little scared For who gets cut And who gets spared When I'm the cool dude, the hero, or whateverIf Christine likes me in the end Will I be able to pretend I didn't fail my one real friend? But that’s the shit I normally would think Get over it, get priorities in sync Just mute the voice inside your head And connect to another source instead I've earned a right to selfishly Be all for one and one for me I've wasted all eternity Just being the loser, the geek, or whatever I'm steady and the game's begun I'm ready, set, I'm player one! The future's now, I'm freakin done With being the weirdo, the wuss, the underdog Being the misfit, the old school analog Being the odd-ball, the weakling freak The failure, the sucker, the “please don’t speak!” Oh, I can hardly wait for the moment when I'm not the loser, the geek, or whatever Oh, I'm not the loser, the geek, no never! No! I'm not the loser, the geek, or whatever Ever again! [MICHAEL, spoken] Jeremy? You coming? [JEREMY, spoken] Optic nerve blocking, on [SQUIP, spoken] Now, let's get to work
I already know what it's like to
Be the loser
I should find out what it's like to
Not be the loser, or the geek, or the whatever
I think I felt inconsequential
Since middle school began
I knew I had no potential
To be the leading man
But based on how today's going
I'm finally gaining ground
I even got some blood flowing
With no computer screen around
Which was cool
But what really felt good
Was doing something that
I never thought that I could
It's not only school that's rough
Being lonely's stupid tough
Now, I think I've had enough
Of being the loser, the geek, or whatever
Michael thinks that weird is rad
But feeling weird just makes me sad
And I deserve to not feel bad
From being the loser, the geek, or whatever
Sick of being the loser, the geek or whatever - yeah!
Woah! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh!
Woah! Uh huh, uh huh!
Dad taught me
“Follow your instincts!
Trust your inner voice!
Listen to your heart!”
And such
My whole life I've followed my instincts
(spoken)
Well guess what!?
My instincts suck so much!
(sung)
So now I'm taking direction
From another voice
If my instincts have an objection
Then that means I'm making the right choice!
Behaving this way feels bizarre
But if things keep up the way they are
Then soon enough I'll get real far
From being the loser, the geek, or whatever
If Brooke can look me in the eye
Like I'm some normal handsome guy
I owe it to myself to try
Not being the loser, the geek, or whatever
Sick of being the loser, geek, or whatever - yeah!
Woah! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh!
Woah! Uh huh, uh huh!
Prompt me, command me, and I'll obey
I have the bandwidth to do as you say!
Especially now, since I clearly see
The problem has always been me
Take a breath
And get prepared
But still I'm just a little scared
For who gets cut
And who gets spared
When I'm the cool dude, the hero, or whateverIf Christine likes me in the end
Will I be able to pretend
I didn't fail my one real friend?
But that’s the shit I normally would think
Get over it, get priorities in sync
Just mute the voice inside your head
And connect to another source instead
I've earned a right to selfishly
Be all for one and one for me
I've wasted all eternity
Just being the loser, the geek, or whatever
I'm steady and the game's begun
I'm ready, set, I'm player one!
The future's now, I'm freakin done
With being the weirdo, the wuss, the underdog
Being the misfit, the old school analog
Being the odd-ball, the weakling freak
The failure, the sucker, the “please don’t speak!”
Oh, I can hardly wait for the moment when
I'm not the loser, the geek, or whatever
Oh, I'm not the loser, the geek, no never!
No! I'm not the loser, the geek, or whatever
Ever again!
[MICHAEL, spoken]
Jeremy? You coming?
[JEREMY, spoken]
Optic nerve blocking, on
[SQUIP, spoken]
Now, let's get to work