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you're all on your own and you lost your friends...
you told yourself that its not you its them
i'm tired of being careful, tiptoe tryna keep the water warm...
let me under your skin, uh oh there you go i said too much it over flowed why do i always spill
tired blue boy walks my way, holdin a girls hand...
that basic b leaves finally, now i can take her man
i'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard while you walk away with the frosting of my heart...
now i'll take it back what's mine you'll miss the slice of heaven that i gave to you last night
yeah i'm coughing, i'm bleeding band-aids won't heal it cus they hate me so i'm faking all of this so the take me....
take me home give me that pink slip of permission, this is old i'm tired of wishing i was ditching
hey girl look at my mom shes got it goin on...
ha, you're blinded by her jewelry
i love everything you do when you call me f-in dumb for the stupid s*it i do wanna ride my bike with you...
fully undressed no training wheels left for you,i pull them all off for you
if you need a little more confidence potatoes turn to french fries yeah its common sense...
all you need's a couple more condiments and a hundred thousand dollars for some compliments
no one's watching us don't give a f, wheels on the bus...
ohh i'm holding it down up in the front wheels on the bus
every ones so soft every ones so sensitive, do i offend you you're hanging on my sentences....
you can keep your costume and you can keep your mask, imma take a bow so you can kiss my a**
blood still stains when the sheets are washed...
s*x don't sleep when the lights are off, kids are still depressed when you dress them up and syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
it's my party and i'll cry if i want to (cry if i want to)...
i'll cry until the candles burn down this place, i'll cry until my pity party's in flames
where is my prescription doctor, doctor please listen my brain is scattered you can be alice i'll be the mad hatter...
i'm peeling the skin off my face, cus i really hate being sane, the normals they make me afraid the crazies they make me feel safe
it was the middle of class and the teacher wasn't lookin kelly had a fat a** and trouble was cookin....
she had a boy wrapped around he finger tight i fell in love with him but he wasnt in my life
feeling unsure of my naked body stand back watch it taking shape...
wondering why i don't look like barbie, they say boys like girls with a tiny waist
round and round like a horse on a carousel we go...
will i catch to love i can never tell
runnin through the parking lot he chased me and he wouldn't stop tag you're it (tag you're it)....
grabbed my hand and pushed me down took the words right out my mouth, tag you're it (tag you're it)
i don't give a f about you anyway, who ever said i give a s*it bout you...
you never share your toys or communicate, i guess i'm just a play date to you
you don't know the pain that you are causing yeah your actions hurt so do your words...
the more you try to f us over we will be there yelling at your front door
the hassle, the fighting they all want a bite of me photos, more photos and gossip bout hoes that they don't know oooh they talk s*it though...
i don't want no lunchbox friends no, i want someone who understands oh, come to my house lets die together friendship that will last forever
i know my abc's yet you keep teachin me i say f your degree alphabet boy....
you think you're smarter than me with all your bad poetry i say f your degree alphabet boy
ashes ashes it time to go down, oooo honey do you want me now....
can't take this anymore need to put you to bed, sing you a lullaby where you die in the end
teddy bear, you are my teddy bear, you were comforting and quiet how did love become so violent...
teddy bear you are my teddy bear, everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me
you pull me by my hair so i don't go no where tell me you love me but you treat me like i'm never there...
you say the cruelest words, you used to break my heart cus i'm over here workin my a** off
oh, oh, stick it down your throat i'm watching from the bathroom making sure i don't choke from the words you spoke when you're screaming at the mirror...
now you're sitting in the cafeteria shoving clementine's and orange bacteria down your throat a dozen times a year, yeah for another round of your bulimia