Being Boring.

Boring
There's nothing to do
But to just sit around
My brains are turning to stew
In and out
Out and in
Get and idea
And let the fun begin

I can't hear you
In my own little world
Yes, I can be hurt
But not because I'm a girl

You think I'm crazy
I think you're insane
I thought that made sense
Don't think me inane

I'm sorry, did you say something?
I must have zoned out
There's no need to yell
You don't have to shout
Still talking, I see?
That's nice hard-wood flooring
What did you say?I wasn't listening
You're boring.
Okay...