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You drone on about the things I don't care about Nothing changes, you drone on I nod my head and smile a lot But you have no intentions to stop Please go away Chorus I'm bored And I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm bored And I don't want to talk to you anymore You want to tell me how smart you are And you want to tell me what you think of some guy's art And how you think he's lame But I don't want to be so rude Cause I know my friends are few But oh well, I guess it'll stay that way Chorus If I was smarter I would invent a machine That smiles and nods its head and it looks quite like me But I am really too dumb for that So I'll just sit here with my thumb up my ass And watch you talk to me I'm bored And I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm bored And I don't want to talk to you I don't want to act impressed by the things you do I don't want to talk to you anymore