Facial for the First Time

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# I might be wrong but I might be right

Anyhow, I know I tried #

# I better leave, I better leave

I better stop #

# I like her taste when it fills my soul #

# I'll tell you something

I've never told anyone #

# Not anyone, not anyone #

# Everyone's got a bleeding heart #

# I don't know where

Or when to start #

# I better bleed, I better bleed

I better stop #

# Silly boys, you ran away #

# You're unemployed

You'd waste away #

# Silly boys, you ran away #

# You're unemployed

You'd waste away #

# Silly boys, you run away too far #

# Remember this

Remember where you are #

What the f***?

# Life is good, it's what I see

That makes me wanna disagree #

# I better leave, I better leave

I better not #

# I better leave, I better leave

I better not #

# You might be wrong

'Cause you know I'm right #

# If you lose your way

You just follow mine #

# I better leave, I better leave

I better stop ##

And I'll still be

in love with you.

It's that way that you, uh...

It's the way that you...

Wait, sh*t.

Come on, Dave, what is it?

That, uh-- That amazing...

It's that amazing way that--

Who are you talking to?

Oh! Jesus.

You scared the crap out of me.

Sony.

No, it's all right.

I just-- Um, I thought I was alone.

So you were talking to no one?

No.

You go to Humphrey?

Yeah. Westerberg?

North.

Do you know whose party this is?

No, not a clue. What about you?

No, I don't know.

I got brought by some friends.

Not even friends, really, just these girls.

They might be whores.

Or at least whorish.

The guys I hang outwith,

we drive around all night

calling everyone we know,

just looking for some party.

I mean, any Pam'-

We'll finally find one, and we'll get here

and we won't know anybody

so we just stand around

and eventually just leave,

go look for some other party.

That's silly. Why do you do it?

What else are you gonna do, right?

Why'd you come out tonight?

I don't know.

A laugh, maybe.

But I'm not looking for a boyfriend.

I got someone. I mean, kind of.

I have a dude.

Who?

Why?

Maybe I know him.

You don't. He's older.

So why aren't you

in there right now

putting moves on some waifish

sophomore with low self-esteem?

I just kind of have one girl

that I'm kind of interested in.

So, what's her name?

Jane.

Jane Nussbaum?

Harmon.

So, what's your name?

Dave.

Dave, I'm Aubrey.

Audrey. Aubrey.

Aubrey.

Yeah.

And you go to North.

Senior?

Junior.

Right. Of course you are, yeah.

What is that supposed to mean?

Am I not mature enough for you?

No, of course not.

I mean, no, of course you are.

It's just, uh, you don't have that look

in your eye, you know?

Not sure I do.

That desperate, kind of demented look.

The "Whoo, I'm a senior and I'm

graduating in less than a month,

and all my nights of drunken

high school panties are almost over."

Right?

You got that look

So this girl Jane, she, um--

She doesn't like you back?

She likes me.

Um, platonically. As a friend.

Oh, I know what "platonically" means.

I'm a junior, not a moron.

I'm sorry.

It's cool, Dave.

So have you tried?

Like actually tried?

I think she's gonna hook up

with Brendan Meltzer tonight.

Ooh, my friend hooked up

with Brendan once.

There you go.

He is ripped.

What are you doing to me?

I'm just saying if she's with Brendan

I wouldn't get my hopes up.

Well, trust me, they're not up, okay?

That's why I'm out here.

Because you're hiding?

I'm not hiding.

Fleeing?

No.

Fleeing?

Yeah.

I just-- Ugh.

I had to get out of there, okay?

I couldn't exactly stand around

watching the girl that I'm in love with

flirt with the best-looking guy ever

It's torture.

Want some gum?

No, thanks. I'm good.

Yeah, actually.

Uh, I should get back inside before,

you know, they leave without me.

Hey, let me ask you a question.

Hmm?

Do you think it's possible that there's

something I could say to this girl,

uh, just some way

I could tell her how I feel

in a way that just would make her

fall for me? You know?

What do you have in mind?

Here.

Wow.

"Jane...

Janey,

lately I've been feeling

like there's so much noise.

You know, uh, so much static.

All these voices competing for attention.

Teachers, parents, magazines.

What's in, what's out, who's cool,

who's not cool enough.

And it's like all this sh*t just gets so loud

I feel like I can't even hear myself think.

You know,

I just wanna get in my car and drive.

But then I see you.

I see you across the hall,

leaning against your locker

in that jacket that you love

so much,

and, uh, the way you tuck your hair

back behind your ears.

And you see me and you smile.

You just smile,

and it's like all that noise fades away.

You know?

And the only thing I can hear

is the sound of your voice

when you call out my name."

Hmm.

Oh, no. Oh, my...

Oh, my God, I'm literally

too embarrassing to even live.

No. No.

I can't believe I just said that. Out loud.

I mean, even to you. I--

I can't even believe

I was gonna say that to her. I was.

Okay. It's not that

so much as she doesn't...

She doesn't really care about that sh*t,

you know, the noise and the magazines.

And she definitely doesn't wanna hear how beautiful you

think she is when she tucks her hair behind her ears.

I mean, I doubt she really

wants to hear anything.

All she wants to feel is a little less

freaked out than she already does,

which, you know,

is probably very.

So she wants to be with a guy

who seems less freaked out than she is,

and if you can be that guy,

then rad.

But if you can't...

then you're not

gonna be her dude.

I'm never gonna be her dude, am I?

Not with that attitude, my friend, no.

And you're a senior,

so I'm pretty sure that ship has sailed.

Maybe in college you can reinvent

yourself as a doer, not a talker.

Maybe.

Well, you should probably

get back, huh?

Or, you know, if you're worried

your friends are gonna leave...

You asked for my opinion.

No, I was just gonna say

you could catch a ride home with me.

Oh.Well, um...

Yeah, those whores

won't leave without me.

They're all probably hooking up

with somebody.

I would have to go and unhook them,

and I don't feel like doing that, so--

Then don't.

All right. I won't.

Great.

Okay.

This song is amazing.

Yeah, this song is amazing.

Amazing.

Wanna dance with me?

I don't know, I...

Do you wanna...? Ahem.

Do you wanna dance with me?

Hmm, no.

What?

Well, I-- Mm-mm.

Just--

Oh

Man, way to build up my confidence.

You did-- Well, I--

Which was lacking. It was lacking.

And you even pointed it out.

Look, it's just I don't dance publicly.

And I don't do--

I don't do PDA either.

Those couples, they make me nauseous.

It's like, "Really, guys?

You're gonna make out in the fricking

mall in front of everybody?" Ugh.

Okay, well, first of all, we're

all alone here, you know.

Second of all, I mean, I was just

talking about one dance, you know.

Well?

I can't believe I'm doing this.

It's just like the cheesiest thing ever.

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