Not a Fan

I'm not a fan

But I understand

If there is something that moves you

That's not my cup of tea

It's part of what makes you beautiful to me

I'm not a fan

Like you and your friends

You're so well read

I grew up on sugar cereal and TV

I'm starting to wonder what you see in me

No, I'm not a fan

But maybe I could learn to be

Oh, there's always something from the start

You try to tell yourself it's only small

But it's not

And it's the very thing that later on

Will tear it all apart

I'm not a fan

And I wonder if you really are

Or does it make you feel smart?

It's a boy band with glasses

Just minus the heart

He's shaking his ass

Yeah, and you call it art

I'll wait in the lobby

Go meet him for real

We can all go to dinner

Yet I'll be third wheel

So get your t-shirt signed, fangirl

I may or may not be here when you return