Popular Song - MIKA & Jack Savoretti

You were the popular one, the popular chick It is what it is, now I'm popular, bitch Standing on the field with your pretty pom-pom Now you're working at the movies selling popular corn I could have been a mess, but I never went wrong Putting down my stories in a popular song (Ah, ah) I said I'm putting down my story in a popular song So my problem, I never was a model I never was a scholar, but you were always popular You were singing all the songs I don't know Now you're in the front row, 'cause my song is popular Oh, I said "Popular," I know about popular It's not about who you are or your fancy car You're only ever who you were I said "Popular," I know about popular And all that you have to do is be true to you That's all you ever need to know Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go I said catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go Always on the lookout for someone to hate Picking on me like a dinner plate I hid during classes and in between them You dunk me in the toilets, now it's you that cleans them You tried to make me feel bad with the shit you do It ain't so funny when the joke's on you Oh, the joke's on you? Got everyone laughing Got everyone clapping, asking "How come you look so cool?" Well, that's the only thing that I learned at school, yeah Oh, that's the only thing that I learned at school So my problem, I never was a model I never was a scholar, but you were always popular You were singing all the songs I don't know Now you're in the front row, 'cause my song is popular Said "Popular," I know about popular It's not about who you are or your fancy car You're only ever who you were I said "Popular," I know about popular And all that you have to do is be true to you That's all you ever need to know Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go (I said...) Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go Before the next time that you call him crazy Lazy, a faggot or that fugayzee Here's the one thing that's so amazing It ain't a bad thing to be a loser, baby Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I said, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" I said "Popular," I know about popular It's not about who you are or your fancy car You're only ever who you were I said "Popular," I know about popular And all that you have to do is be true to you That's all you ever need to know Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go (I said...) Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go

You talk about life and talk about death and everything in between Like it's nothing and the words are easy You talk about me and talk about you and everything I do Like it's something that needs repeating I don't need an alibi or for you to realize The things we left unsaid are only taking space up in our heads Make it my fault, win the game, point the finger, place the blame And curse me up and down, it doesn't matter now 'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again This is not about emotion, I don't need a reason not to care What you say or what happened in the end This is my interpretation and it don't, don't make sense The first two weeks turn into ten, I hold my breath and wonder When it'll happen, does it really matter? If half of what you said is true and half of what I didn't do Could be different, would it make it better? If we forget the things we know would we have somewhere to go? The only way is down, I can see that now 'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again This is not about emotion, I don't need a reason not to care What you say or what happened in the end This is my interpretation and it don't, don't make sense It's really not such a sacrifice If I never talk to you again This is not about emotion, I don't need a reason not to care What you say or what happened in the end This is my interpretation and it don't, don't make sense And it don't have to make no sense to you at all 'Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah

You were the popular one, the popular chick It is what it is, now I'm popular, bitch Standing on the field with your pretty pom-pom Now you're working at the movies selling popular corn I could have been a mess, but I never went wrong Putting down my stories in a popular song (Ah, ah) I said I'm putting down my story in a popular song So my problem, I never was a model I never was a scholar, but you were always popular You were singing all the songs I don't know Now you're in the front row, 'cause my song is popular Oh, I said "Popular," I know about popular It's not about who you are or your fancy car You're only ever who you were I said "Popular," I know about popular And all that you have to do is be true to you That's all you ever need to know Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go I said catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go Always on the lookout for someone to hate Picking on me like a dinner plate I hid during classes and in between them You dunk me in the toilets, now it's you that cleans them You tried to make me feel bad with the shit you do It ain't so funny when the joke's on you Oh, the joke's on you? Got everyone laughing Got everyone clapping, asking "How come you look so cool?" Well, that's the only thing that I learned at school, yeah Oh, that's the only thing that I learned at school So my problem, I never was a model I never was a scholar, but you were always popular You were singing all the songs I don't know Now you're in the front row, 'cause my song is popular Said "Popular," I know about popular It's not about who you are or your fancy car You're only ever who you were I said "Popular," I know about popular And all that you have to do is be true to you That's all you ever need to know Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go (I said...) Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go Before the next time that you call him crazy Lazy, a faggot or that fugayzee Here's the one thing that's so amazing It ain't a bad thing to be a loser, baby Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I said, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" I said "Popular," I know about popular It's not about who you are or your fancy car You're only ever who you were I said "Popular," I know about popular And all that you have to do is be true to you That's all you ever need to know Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go (I said...) Catch up, 'cause you've got an awful long way to go

I'd like to find out what places she's been What's behind her locked door Or better yet know if I'm out or I'm in If her elevator still runs the top floor Perhaps she would say she was a student of hope And I'm dangling from the end of a disintegrating rope But I don't wish to spark off her outraged imagination I don't wish to get into any double edged conversation It's a touchy situation Woah, yes It's a touchy situation Oh-oh-oh, yeah Someday I'll find out what I'm now afraid to ask And I'll discover what lies there beneath the door mats Perhaps she would say that I'm just deathly afraid To see her make the same mistake that I made And it might lead to some sweet revelation She knows I hate even this conversation It's a touchy situation Woah, yes It's a touchy situation Oh-oh-oh, yes I said, "Are you doing well baby?" She says, "Go ask your father" I said, "Give me yes, no, or maybe" She says, "Why should I bother?" I said She says I said, ohhh I'll ask you tomorrow I'll ask you tomorrow If I could only break the coat of her fears I could expose the secrets to the river of her tears Rattle her senses 'til she's pouring forth her tears Before she could exercise those powers of manipulation It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation Woah It's a touchy situation Woah It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation