J Fox, You’re A Pain

[Verse 1]
You’re late to everything we plan
Still you’re calling yourself “the man”
Eat my fries
Say “we can share”
Leave the mess
Pretend it’s fair (uh-huh)
Talk loud in the quiet line
Steal my jokes
Say “that one’s mine”
You crash at my place
Snore all night
Then complain about the light
[Chorus]
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt
Talking big with your mouth full shut
Drive me crazy
I swear I’m done
But it’s not as fun with anyone
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt
Somehow you’re my favorite screw-up
Yeah you bug me
Yeah you push your luck
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt (and I’m stuck)
[Verse 2]
You text “I’m outside” from your bed
Lose your keys
Then blame my shed
Borrow hoodies
They never come back
Call it “friend tax
” what’s with that?
You roast me in every group chat
Then ask “why you mad about that?”
You’re chaos in worn-out shoes
Still the one friend I can’t lose
[Chorus]
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt
Talking big with your mouth full shut
Drive me crazy
I swear I’m done
But it’s not as fun with anyone
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt
Somehow you’re my favorite screw-up
Yeah you bug me
Yeah you push your luck
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt (and I’m stuck)
[Bridge]
One day I’ll move
Change my name
Tell the world you’re to blame
But if my phone stayed quiet for a day
I’d miss the way you drive me insane (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt
Talking big with your mouth full shut
Drive me crazy
I swear I’m done
But it’s not as fun with anyone
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt
Somehow you’re my favorite screw-up
Yeah you bug me
Yeah you push your luck
J Fox
You’re a pain in the butt (and I’m stuck)

Playful pop-punk bounce with male vocals; chugging palm-muted guitars on the verses, bright open chords and gang shouts on the hook. Snappy live drums keep it brisk; bass locks in tight for a bouncy, teasing feel. Brief call-and-response backing vocals in the chorus, with a shout-along outro that feels like friends roasting each other in a garage.