The school bell rang one morning
I followed her to the bathroom
I stood there watching, she didn't have a clue
She's so concerned now with her lipstick shade
I think the red colour covers her shame
But she's overwhelming, I'm scared of her

All rise, girls with the pink jackets
All sigh, the boss is back at it
Ask why no one is asking it
You look the same

You're so concerned now with her lipstick shade
You hate the colour but you're just two-faced
Prom queen so keen to ruin еveryone's life (Ooh-ooh)
Shе walked from the mirror as I took her place
I saw what could have killed her: a version of my face

All rise, girls with the pink jackets
All sigh, the boss is back at it
Ask why no one is asking it
You look the same

That's why we say
Hell is a teenage girl
Hell is a teenage girl

All rise, girls with the pink jackets
All sigh, the boss is back at it
Ask why no one is asking it
You look the god damn same

Hell is a teenage girl
Hell is a teenage girl