Knock, knock
Who`s there?
It`s an overweight, underachiever
With broken dreams
Tryin` to get a hold of somethin`
A cross breed
Half black and half white
That makes me a whole of nothin`
A nappy haired, gangster walkin`
Part time in crowd member
With crooked teeth
That could hold back millions
With my words alone
But, if looks could speak
I`d be the quietest person here
Standin` in the corner, by myself
Like, fuck the life of the party
I can get high myself
While I, down these beers
To, drown these tears
Hopin`, to catch your eye
Cause I hate the long road home
I was hopin`, to catch a ride
By you perhaps
But, you`re too busy taklin` to them
Every girl here has fucked that dude
But, you`re still talkin` to him
Cause he`s that guy and I`m that guy
But, we`re nothin` alike
Seems that he`s every girls dream
And I`m just nothin` to like
But, I`m a nice guy really
If only you would get to know me
Tryna get up the nerve to approach you
Guess I`m gettin` there, slowly
Maybe just a little too slow
Cause I haven`t even said hi
Haven`t introduced myself yet
Feels like, you`re already sayin` bye
All I`m askin` for is one chance
And I`d come runnin` anyday
Knock, knock
Who`s there?
It doesn`t matter
You won`t open the door anyway
But I`ll still keep knockin`