Here

I'm sorry if I seem uninterested

Or I'm not listening

Or I'm indifferent

Truly I ain't got no business here

But since my friends are here

I just came to kick it

But really I would rather be at home all by myself

Not in this room with people who don't even care about my wellbeing

I don't dance, don't ask

I don't need a boyfriend

So you can, go back

Please, enjoy your party

I'll be here

Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana

With this boy who's hollering I can hardly hear

Over this music I don't listen to and I don't wanna get with you

So tell my friends that I'll be over here

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh, I ask myself: What am I doing here?

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh

Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator

Some girl talking 'bout her haters, she ain't got none

How did it ever come to this? I shoulda never come to this

So holla at me, I'll be in the car when you're done

I'm standoffish

Don't want what you're offering

And I'm done talking

Awfully sad it had to be that way

So tell my people when they're ready that I'm ready

And I'm standing by the tv with my beanielow

Yo, I'll be over here

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh, I ask myself: What am I doing here?

Oh, oh, oh, here

Oh, oh, oh, here

And I can't wait 'till we can break up outta here