Shooter McGavin

And this is where i'm supposed to be impressed, isn't it?
 Let me tell you how overwhelmed i am
 Remind me to be in awe of you
 Remind me to lie. remind me to smile
 Remind me to do anything but to express what's on my mind
 Because the truth might shake your stable ground
 You know this show is dark and drab
 And what you're saying doesn't brighten things much
 I don't care how fucking great your band is
 "You're so good, you're a god, i'm so impressed of what you've become"
 I would be pleased if it meant something real to you
 Just walk away
 This is image and from my angle what you're doing doesn't blow my hair back
 No, i'm not moved, no reason to pay it any mind
 I don't care, i'd be pleased if it was something real to you
 But intil then i don't care, i don't care
 No reason at all for me to waste my time none