8 o'clock Monday night and I'm waiting

To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me

Her name is Nona she's a rocker with a nose ring

She wears a 2-way, but I'm not quite sure what that means



And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing

But, she doesn't notice me



Cause she's watching wrestling

Creaming over tough guys

Listening to rap metal

Turntables in her eyes



Chorus

It's like a bad movie; she's looking through me, if you were me than you'd be,

Screaming,