Testo: Vroom. Things Not To Do. N.b.c..

Can I get a friend, will I ever make amends
In spite of all the rules I bend
And the fact I never lend you my money or my heart
Cause I'm too state-of-the-art
All my answers fall apart don't you know

So I stand around and look my best
But no one cares to see
And I know that no one cares unless
There's nothing else to see

I can see in your eyes that your happiness lies
In your no compromise way of seeing things
Cause today I've found
That we will always see things differently

We never agree but it'd be much more easy
If we both would try to meet in the median
It's all just the same, it's all one vicious game
That I'm caught up inside and I don't know why

So I stand around and look my best
But no one cares to see
And I know that no one cares unless
They're watching N.B.C.

I can see in your eyes that your happiness lies
In your no compromise way of seeing things
And I'm sorry that I was the source of the problem
Please accept my humble apologies
Cause today I've found
That we will always see things differently