Trimmings

I had all the trimmings of being a nerd
But I never felt the push to do the work
I know I'm not a dummy but I'm still confused
So I spent all of my time inside my room

I heard a call in the dead of night
somebody knocking outside my door
Said "Hey, can I come in from the rain? My car just died!"
I said, "Sure, just let me bring you down to my-"

Hoard of cups and garbage pails overflown
To the grips of the overgrowth
Now I hope you don't mind a little mold, oh it's just a little mold!

Because I don't have any friends
Or bros... or buds...
What's the word? Oh no...
You know too much, now I can't let you go!
"Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!!"

No, you just need friends
You're not ready to die
You're not a nerd, you're a loser
You need a life

Cold, crippling doubt
Puts you out like a fire
Neither a beggar nor chooser
You're just a child