I heard the feedback, I'm a poser With a guitar and a choker, high-nighter Sunglasses, I made an album, they hate the tracklist Leave the scene, you're ruining it, leave the scene, you're ruining it You sold out and it makes me sick, so leave the scene, you're ruining it You got it easy, you're a celebrity You got no friends and no enemies You're no icon, you're just a parody You might be relevant, but just barely Leave the scene, you're ruining it, leave the scene, you're ruining it You sold out and it makes me sick, so leave the scene, you're ruining it Oh, you're so ephemeral You sold, you sold, you sold your soul straight to the devil What for, what for, what for? Does he even, like, play guitar? Leave the scene, you're ruining it, leave the scene, you're ruining it You sold out and it makes me sick, so leave the scene, you're ruining it The mainstream's waiting Give them what they want now The mainstream's waiting Give them what they want now