The air near my fingers

Life is so boring Its really got me snoring Im wearing out the flooring In a cheap hotel But I dont have to work and I might be sinning But I never have to listen to The rings of school bells Dont you remember? You told me in December That a boy is not a man Until he makes a stand Well, Im not a genius But maybe youll remember this I never said I ever wanted To be a man I get nervous when she comes around My mom is so caring Shes really got me staring At all the crazy little things She does for sure And I cant seem to think of Another kind of love That a boy could ever get From anyone but her I get nervous when she comes around