Don't know what country I'm in, but I know how I'm feelin'(My body's always right)I knew I must've dropped my diary in the pool for a reason(Erased your every line)Did you forget the kind of bitch with whom you were dealing?(If so, I can remind)Yeah, I can fall in love hard, turn around and delete itTryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitterAnything to make me a little less bitterFavorite blue, take a pretty pictureGot you like, "Fuck"You'll swear to God that I'm someone elseI can't stopYou piss me off and I'll turn it outI can't stopYou roll your eyes at all my shows, and God knows I see it(All I see is you)I used to idolizе you, baby, took a year to reveal it(And thе hard truth)Is I'm not what you need? It's hard to believeYou need a girl that isn't me, warming the seatStayin' at home, it's hard to compete with someone I'm notAnd someone that I'll never be (So I'm)Tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitterAnything to make me a little less bitterFavorite blue, take a pretty pictureGot you like, "Fuck"You'll swear to God that I'm someone else (Yeah, yeah, yeah)I can't stopYou piss me off and I'll turn it out (Oh)I can't stop(Ah) And maybe I'm not the girl that you thoughtOr maybe you loved me once, but forgot (Ah, ah)So, baby, go back to puttin' up a front (Mm, ah)(Ah) And guess I thought wrongFor thinkin' you'd wait, 'causeI don't move on at your type of pace, and (Ah, ah)Can we go back and talk at your placeJust, just once?Tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter (Ah, ah)Anything to make me less bitterFavorite blue, take a picture (Ah, ah)Got you like, "Fuck"You'll swear to God that I'm somebody elseI can't stopYou piss me off, yeah, I'm turning it outI can't stop
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Don't know what country I'm in, but I know how I'm feelin'
(My body's always right)
I knew I must've dropped my diary in the pool for a reason
(Erased your every line)
Did you forget the kind of bitch with whom you were dealing?
(If so, I can remind)
Yeah, I can fall in love hard, turn around and delete it
Tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
Anything to make me a little less bitter
Favorite blue, take a pretty picture
Got you like, "Fuck"
You'll swear to God that I'm someone else
I can't stop
You piss me off and I'll turn it out
I can't stop
You roll your eyes at all my shows, and God knows I see it
(All I see is you)
I used to idolizе you, baby, took a year to reveal it
(And thе hard truth)
Is I'm not what you need? It's hard to believe
You need a girl that isn't me, warming the seat
Stayin' at home, it's hard to compete with someone I'm not
And someone that I'll never be (So I'm)
Tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
Anything to make me a little less bitter
Favorite blue, take a pretty picture
Got you like, "Fuck"
You'll swear to God that I'm someone else (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't stop
You piss me off and I'll turn it out (Oh)
I can't stop
(Ah) And maybe I'm not the girl that you thought
Or maybe you loved me once, but forgot (Ah, ah)
So, baby, go back to puttin' up a front (Mm, ah)
(Ah) And guess I thought wrong
For thinkin' you'd wait, 'cause
I don't move on at your type of pace, and (Ah, ah)
Can we go back and talk at your place
Just, just once?
Tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter (Ah, ah)
Anything to make me less bitter
Favorite blue, take a picture (Ah, ah)
Got you like, "Fuck"
You'll swear to God that I'm somebody else
I can't stop
You piss me off, yeah, I'm turning it out
I can't stop
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