who you talkin' to?

I have a loop running in my head of the bridge (Is it a bridge? I don't know what it is. The good part) to "Who You Talkin' To," a Sloan song. The words go:
Listen very carefully
Don't think that you're the rarest breed
Of ones who lead the lonely sheltered lives
The boys they abandon you
Your sisters leave you standing
Waiting in the wings until your time arrives
Don't give up like you're 'sposed to do.

I don't know why. I do not feel lonely or sheltered. I do not feel abandoned by boys or stood up by sisters. I don't feel like giving up. I just feel like playing this part of this song over and over in my head. So I do. It's great.