So I blah to my girls about that lucky guy
When really deep inside it's me who's gettin' lucky,
But who would ever think
That he would like to drink
Instead of hook it with me.
So I got all dolled up for nothing
Cause all I wantedd to do was impress,
But instead all it brought was unhappiness,
I would have even let him touch my chest

I want you to fucking die
Cause you'd rather get high
Than have fun with me
You are a piece of shit
I swear I'm though with it
We will just have to wait and see
Cause I'm losing control
And I want you to know that you'll get yours
In hell hell hell hell hell hell
Cause I'm losing control
And I want you to know that you'll get yours
In hell hell hell hell hell hell

Why do I fall for all the stoners
You think I would have learned from the first time
But I just keep going back for more.
My friends always tell me
That he's not the one for me,
But I go on with my stubborn ways
And disregard everhthing they say.
But I can always count on my girls.