Mr. Know-It-All

Jack from school
He listened to Bowie, people thought he was cool
He used to live for the thrill
Skiing around up in the Hollywood Hills
But no one knows
He’s talking it up
That it’s all for show:
He’s boring as fuck
You’re Mr. Know-It-All
She’s staring at her phone
And even though you sit together
You feel so alone
It’s such a tragedy
When people hardly speak
Try to live up to the person
You pretend to be
You’re Mr. Know-It-All…
You’re Mr. Know-It…
Jill liked art
She listened to Mozart, people thought she was smart
She used to quote Hemingway
Trippin' on acid in the Palisades
But no one knows
That it’s all for show
You’re Mrs. Know-It-All
He’s staring at his phone
And even though you sit together
You feel so alone
It’s such a tragedy
When people hardly speak
Try to live up to the person
You pretend to be
You must’ve known I tried to change
Would love to say
Hello, hello, hello (Hello?)
Please, don’t hang up
Afraid
Of what I’d say
Hello, hello, hello?
I’m Mr. Know-It-All
I’m Mr. Know-It-All
Staring at my phone
And even though we sit together
I feel so alone
It’s such a tragedy
We always used to speak
Try to live up to the person
I pretend to be
I’m Mr. Know-It…