**[Intro]** One, two— One, two, three, four! **[Verse 1]** I don’t like the people that I pick to hang around Everybody’s complicated, everybody’s going down One’s got twenty-seven crises One’s in love with being mad One only calls me after midnight When their latest choice goes bad I say, “Come over, I got pizza” Like I haven’t learned a thing Then three hours later I’m wondering Why the fuck I let them in **[Pre-Chorus]** Maybe I’m attracted to disaster Maybe normal freaks me out Maybe every red flag looks like decor When you hang enough around **[Chorus]** I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE I PICK TO HANG WITH Everybody’s got a problem And somehow I’m attached to it I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE BUT I KEEP THEIR NUMBERS SAVED Like, “Hey, you free on Friday?” What the fuck is wrong with me? They’re loud! They’re weird! They overshare! They disappear! I don’t like the people— I fucking love ’em That’s the problem here **[Verse 2]** One will start a revolution Over something someone said One will text “I need to tell you something” Then go silent until ten One is dating their disaster For the seventh final time One says, “Don’t be mad, but—” And I already know the crime I’m the designated witness To decisions I opposed Then they ask me for my input Just to do the thing I told them not to do **[Pre-Chorus]** And I’m not saying I’m much better I’ve got baggage, I’ve got nerve But statistically speaking I should meet someone well-adjusted first **[Chorus]** I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE I PICK TO HANG WITH Everybody’s got a problem And somehow I’m attached to it I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE BUT I KEEP THEIR NUMBERS SAVED Like, “You wanna grab a drink?” As if I haven’t been betrayed They’re late! They’re broke! They date absolute jokes! They call! I go! I don’t like the people— Goddammit These are still my folks **[Breakdown]** Okay— No more projects No more strays No more “they’re just going through a phase” No more chaos No more mess No more friends I have to parent— **[Spoken]** …Oh, hey. Yeah, no, I’m not doing anything tonight. What happened? **[FULL BAND IN]** FUCK! **[Bridge]** I know the bartender I know the ex I know which one of you Should absolutely not be sent a text I know the passwords I know the lies I know when “I’m doing great” Means somebody needs a ride And maybe that’s the reason I keep opening the door You lunatics are terrible But boring might be worse **[Final Chorus]** I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE I PICK TO HANG WITH Half of you need therapy The other half already went and quit I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE AND THEY PROBABLY DON’T LIKE ME But if anybody fucks with one of you They’re gonna have to answer to me You’re loud! You’re weird! You’re absolutely fucked! You make every quiet evening Turn into “you won’t believe what happened—” I DON’T LIKE THE PEOPLE I PICK TO HANG WITH **[Gang Vocals]** SO WHY DO YOU KEEP HANGING WITH ’EM?! **[Lead]** I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! **[Outro]** See you Friday.
