There's something different about the way you roll your eyes
There's something different about the way you never smile
I feel your ego from farther than a thousand miles
Are you too good for all of this?
You and your short hair, your blank stare and cold touch
You're never there, you don't care enough, no
Too cold-hearted and close-minded to love
Are you too good for all of this?
For love, for love
For love, for love
Oh, oh, yeah
Too cool, too proud, too full of it
Too good, too loud, you never listen
Too cool, too proud, too full of it
Too good, too loud, you never listen
Too cool, too proud, too full of it
Too good, too loud, you never listen
Too cool, too proud, too full of it
Too good, too loud
To love
To love
To love
(Too cool, too proud, too full of it)
(Too good, too loud, you never listen)
(Too cool, too proud, too full of it)
(Too good, too loud)
