That dress looks beautiful, but it'd look better on my floor
That's one of many pick-up lines I have never used before
Cos I'm not the type to pick you up in a bar
Cos if I rely on small talk, I won't be getting very far
Cos I'm not that cool and I'm not so fly
And I'll say the kind of shit you won't hear from most other guys
And I'm lost in my thoughts and running around in my own head
And I might have forgotten your name and I missed what you just said
I'll sing like no one's listening and I always say the piss
I always give to buskers and I drink like a fish
If you could see in my head I'd be put on some kind of list
Oh and if I seem confident, really, I just don't give a shit
Cos I'm not that cool and I'm not so fly
With my heart full of love and a mind full of rhymes
And over-thought out lines, flying off tangents
Brain like a spinning magnet in a bowl full of paper clips
But I'll try my best to stay on topic this time
And it might not be what you wanna see but it's more likely that I'll be
Sat cross-legged on the floor playing guitar rather than in the gym
Working on my arms
And just to make a few things clear
I grow a bit of a patchy beard
And I'm not great at the yo-yo
And my baking's a little bit so-so
Ain't no fashion sense here, own three jumpers
And two pairs of jeans, I'm shit at selfies
Tell me to say cheese, I'll pull a stupid face
Like you've never seen
Don't wear snapbacks, fitted caps
Rather look silly in a bobble hat smiling like a Cheshire cat
And if you can handle all that, I am actually not that bad
But I'm not that cool and I'm not so fly
And if you want pouts, posing and perfect pictures I'm probably not your guy
But I could write you a song with a few too many words in each line
And I might make pancakes if you stay the night