I think I'm getting more friend requests every day
I'm blogging 3% too much, nobody ever reads them anyway
I think I'll post some brand new pics
And in a while chat with some chicks
But I'm getting more friend requests every day

I won't be online that much longer's what I say
But if the site it goes offline, I'd probably blow myself away
I could blog on that ordeal
Set "current mood" to what I feel
And I can post bulletin chain letters every day

Do I regret I even wasted, the time it took to load?
Do I regret I ever got me a profile and learned those HTML codes?
Do I regret they're out there surfing, all of the pervs that hook up with teens
Will I get any comments or messages showing pop-up ads all over the screen?
But I'll still login, and get phished again
In this online ring

(Solo break)

Do I regret I even approved the friends I don't know?
Do I regret I ever got me a profile and learned those HTML codes?
Do I regret they're out there surfing, all of the pervs that hook up with teens
Will I get any comments or messages showing pop-up ads all over the screen?
But I'll still login, and get phished again
In this online ring

I think I'm getting more friend requests every day
I'm blogging 3% too much, nobody ever reads them anyway
I think I'll post some brand new pics
And in a while chat with some chicks
But I'm getting more friend requests every day

(MySpace can't you see my desperate tries, I'm logging in,
MySpace can't you read my hurried blogging?)