Loser Geek Whatever

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
 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 goin', 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 doin' something that I never thought that I could
 It's not only school that's rough
 Bein' lonely's stupid though
 Now I think I've had enough
 Of being the loser, the geek, or whatever
 Michael thinks that weird is rad
 But feelin' 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!
 Whoa-oh-oh
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
 Whoa-oh-oh
 Uh-huh, uh-huh!
 Dad thought me, "Follow your instincts"
 "Trust your inner voice"
 "Listen to your heart!" and such
 My whole life, I've followed my instincts
 Well, guess what
 My instincts suck, so much!
 So now I'm takin' direction from another voice
 If my instincts have an objection
 Then that means I'm makin' 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, the geek!
 Or whatever
 Yeah!
 Whoa-oh-oh
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
 Whoa-oh-oh
 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
 Whatever
 If 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 the 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 as the game's begun
 I'm ready, set
 I'm player one!
 The future's now
 I'm frickin' done!
 With bein' the weirdo, the wuss, the underdog
 Bein' the misfit, the old-school analog
 Bein' the oddball, the weakling freak
 The failure, the sucker
 The, "Please, don't speak"!
 Oh!
 I can't 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!
 Jeremy, you comin'?
 Optic nerve blocking on
 Now let's get to work