Poor Little Rich Boy

Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone You wish that they hadn't, you don't wanna be alone But they wanna kiss and they got homes of their own Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone They've gone, they've gone And you don't love your girlfriend You don't love your girlfriend And you think that you should But she thinks that she's fat But she isn't but you don't love her anyway And you don't love your mother And you know that you should And you wish that you would But you don't anyway Poor little rich boy, all the world is okay The water runs off your skin and down into the drain You're reading Fitzgerald, you're reading Hemingway They're both super smart and drinking in the cafe And you don't love your girlfriend You don't love your girlfriend And you think that you should But she thinks that she's fat But she isn't But you don't love her anyway And you don't love your mother And you know that you should And you wish that you would But you don't anyway You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so goddamn young You're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so goddamn young And you don't love your girlfriend And you don't love your girlfriend And you don't love your girlfriend And you don't love your girlfriend