'I'm The One That's Cool' - Felicia Day and The Guild cast

Oh, no. Don’t pretend I didn’t see
You roll your eyes at my gaming tee.
Don’t know if you can read or if you’ve seen
The sweet piece in this week’s Wired magazine.
The latest trend has hit its peak,
They say that geek’s becomin’ chic.
So now you’re out of style as you can be
And I’m in vogue, so you can bite me

To all the ass-hat jocks who beat me up in school,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
To all the prom queen bitches thinking they still rule,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.

Try to cop my style but I’m the real thing.
While you played sports, I played Magic the Gathering.
Never earned your part of nerd society,
My Aquaman pajamas prove my pedigree.
Watched my Next Gen every night,
Wore a headgear to fix my overbite.
Your black-rimmed glasses are prescription free, where as me,
I literally can’t see my hand in front of my face.

To all the asshat jocks who beat me up in school,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
To all the prom queen bitches thinking they still rule,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
And to my eighth-grade crush who pushed me in the pool,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
You may be tan and fit and rich but you’re a tool,
And I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.

Role reversal must be a total drag,
But there’s no point, no point for me to humblebrag.
I appreciate you for being cruel,
I’m burning bright thanks to your rejection fuel.
Got my in-jokes you won’t get
Like Honey Badger, Troll Face and Nyan Cat.
So now your ballin’ parties seem so dumb,
You can Evite me, and I’ll say yes, but I won’t really come.

Got my comics, Got my games.
All the things you thought were lame.
Got my cosplay Fanfic too,
Got you pegged STFU

To all the asshat jocks who beat me up in school,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
To all the prom queen bitches thinking they still rule,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
And to my eighth-grade crush who pushed me in the pool,
Now I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool.
You may be tan and fit and rich but you’re a tool,
And I’m the one that’s cool, I’m the one that’s cool,

I’m the one that’s Cool.
I’m the one that’s Cool.
I’m the one that’s Cool.
I’m the one that’s Cool.